Chapter 24 The Echoes Of Ancient Blood

• The Veiled Forest rose before them, a towering, unbroken wall of ancient trees that seemed to breathe a silence unlike any other.
• The air was thick with the scent of damp earth, decaying leaves, and something else—something profoundly old, like the memory of time itself.
• Sunlight struggled to penetrate the dense canopy, leaving the forest floor in perpetual twilight, a tapestry of shadow and filtered green light. As they stepped beneath the colossal trees, a subtle resonance, like a vibration in the very air, enveloped them. This was the "song that whispers of origins."