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Gossamer mist seeps slowly between the trees

Rows of sturdy pillars crowded by jade masses of leaves

The first of many just like these

Home to lips and eyes peering toward the silken skies

What is it they seek?

Step beneath the canopy and feel the pulsing energy

Radiating from stones below

What is it they know?

Deeper into the forest glen

Cavernous crypts tower ahead

Beckoning forth to discover

The mysteries shrouded by their cover

The ground begins to shake

Rocks are moving; what will they make?

A glowing sign to light the way

Searching high and low for days

But now the path has opened.

A forest holds within its heart

Chambers filled with darkness and light

Yearning to be unlocked.

A rustle of the trees

Tells of dire consequence

To weary travelers bound

By their own defeating circumstance.