“…but it walks the moss, right? moss walker!“ – none of his assistants could have known whether the Professor mumbled to himself or intended his brilliant idea to be officially put on record. Candle-Care was just as drained as everyone around him, filled with the creeping darkness intrusively closing in. Indeed, the cavernous Undergrowth of Falbheim’s outskirts is a tiring place. The very few sunrays that dare to push into this realm fade away as quickly as they appear; choked and broken by the shadows of ever-moving roots. Yet, no beam of light is lost; no warmth of the day turns cold. Caught by the moss walker, it inspires life where death lingers.
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