The corn in Gwendolyn's hand looked unlike anything she had ever seen before. Its husk shimmered faintly, as if dusted with silver, and the kernels glowed with a soft, pale light. Each kernel was perfectly round, almost gem-like, with shades ranging from deep gold to iridescent blue, and when she held it closer, she felt a gentle warmth emanating from it. The cob itself was light but seemed to hum with energy, as if it held ancient secrets and power within its rows. It wasn't just food; it felt like a gift from the earth, brimming with enchantment, promising growth or protection.
As Gwendolyn examined the corn in her hand, she looked up at the guardian with curiosity. "This... corn, it's not ordinary, is it?" she asked, her brow furrowed. "What exactly does it do?"
