Floral Kane had once harbored a yearning.
She yearned to traverse the boundless forest of Ravenwood and arrive at its terminus to witness the vast world beyond.
It was alleged that a vast plain paved with yellow sand stretched northwards; that continuous gray-brown hills undulated eastwards; that a limitless azure sea enfolded the land on which they stood in its embrace to the west and south. It was as gentle as the Holy Tree Matriarch in their tribe's myths.
It was said that…
After Terra's conquest, innumerable rumors regarding the outer world disseminated to Ravenwood. However, most Forest Elves… or more pessimistically, nearly all of them, apart from Floral herself, were disinterested in those enthralling rumors.
