PEACEFUL FAIRY PATH
No one remembers their names.
Only that there were three of them. And that this forest was their home.
The afternoon light filters through the trees just as their magic once did. The runes carved in the rock hold secrets that the moss refuses to erase.
There are no fairies left. Only footprints in the moss and promises in the mist.
At the top of this ancient staircase lie the hidden ruins of the most important city the world forgot.
Do you dare to climb?