The Forest teems with strange beings. Harpies chattering. Rattlesnakes hissing. Flower spirits offer nectar as their roots entwine the wanderer's steps. Winged shadows sweep across the sky. Cloaked hunters pass unseen... "The Forest deceives only the eyes. Its creatures harm none," grandmother once said: "They just creep into your memory and take the shape of what you most desire – and most dread."
