The Whisper of the Forgotten Woods
The Whisper of the Forgotten Woods Deep in the heart of a shadowed land, Where the trees loom tall and the air feels grand, Lies a forest untouched by time, Wrapped in mystery, its story sublime. Legends spoke of the forest’s lore, Of wandering souls and spirits of yore. They whispered tales of a hidden prize, A treasure that gleamed beneath endless skies. Among the village, none dared to tread, For fear of the woods where shadows spread. But one young soul, with a heart so bold, Dreamed of the secrets the forest told. Her name was Lyra, a seeker of truth, A girl with courage and boundless youth. She’d heard the whispers, felt the call, A pull from the forest beyond the wall. One morning, as dawn painted the sky, Lyra packed her bag and said goodbye. With a lantern’s glow and a steady stride, She ventured where the unknown lied. The forest greeted her with a haunting breeze, The rustling whispers of ancient trees. Each step she took felt heavy and slow, Ye...