Past the heavenly entryway, the gathering arose into the core of the captivated woods — a consecrated forest washed in ethereal light. The air murmured with mystical energy, and antiquated trees remained as quiet observers to the predetermination unfurling.
The Spirit of the Forest went with them, its presence a directing power through the last section of their mission. The divine entryway shut behind them, leaving the gathering encompassed by the charm of the consecrated forest.
"The core of the charmed woodland invites you," the Spirit of the Forest articulated. " The strings of predetermination merge here, where love, flexibility, and potential interlace. The Heavenly Gathering is standing by."
The Sacrosanct Woods:
