The barrier of trees marked the cut off point. Once they passed through, there would be no turning back. No retreat. Their first steps into the kingdom of Galothiel were taken.
The forest itself had a thick foliage, blocking out any possible light from above. The grass was wet and the earth loamy, the trees thinning out from the border, but still towering over them, creaking slightly in the wind. A well trodden path snaked through the trees ahead, marking a clear way forward in the dark woods.

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