"What is so special about this forest?" Aaris looked at Raka pushing ambers aside.
Raka thought for a while, about whether it was good to tell him or not, he looked at Aaris and his eyes.
He sighed with a smile and picked up a stick and pulled some amber from the dying fire.
" Well it's just a myth that people of Solmeck say, there is a tree in the forest that is one of the Yggdrasil blossoms."
"Yggdrasil Blossoms? What's that?" There were too many things that have Aaris to remember, and not this.
"You don't know? You really don't know? Then why did you come here?" Raka was really surprised that he still had some doubts about Aaris but when he asked about it, Raka couldn't help but laugh at himself.
"Alright, this is what I heard from my elders when I was a child, this forest Uaholm is just a small part that bloomed from the root of one of the Yggdrasil Blossoms, named Vanaheimr
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