Whispers of the Ancients

A haunting, mist-covered forest at dawn, where colossal stone faces emerge half-buried among the roots of towering ancient trees. Each weathered visage, cracked with age, is covered in moss and glowing faintly with mysterious runes that pulse like living veins of light. Shafts of golden morning sunlight ...

Imagine a misty forest at dawn where enormous stone faces are partially buried amongst the roots of towering ancient trees. Each of these weather-worn faces, with their cracks filled with moss, is adorned with faintly glowing runes that pulsate like veins of light. Shafts of morning sun pierce through ...