As rainfall descends the sky, the roots of ancient verdant pillars drink deep, absorbing the skyfall. Thriving sentinels of this forgotten land, where shadows reign beneath the branches of this sacred wooded citadel. A vast empire reaching towards celestial limits.
Moss blankets the earth where wild beasts have tread beneath the veil of fir and cedar, concealing an arcane realm. Shadowed wraiths dwell within this silent elder kingdom. Nameless chaos, a spectral procession seeking ascension.
As darkness veils the land, spirits blacken the sky.