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2024-10-29 19:42:56“Faster, Artimous,” Laylan yelled to her best friend or at least favorite unicorn. She was riding across the Scarside Plains outside of Beskal.
In response, Artimous pushed harder and rode into Crystalwick Forest with such speed that the trees bowed from the force of the air around him. He galloped on; his mane fluttered back into Laylan's angelic face. Her own white hair was floating back. In her ears she could hear only his hooves hitting the ground and the twigs giving way to his body.
They ran deep into the woods and came to the waterfall. Without warning, Artimous leapt into it and emerged into more vast forest that Laylan recognized, and she could sense the difference.
Artimous slowed his pace and Laylan sat up. She looked around and saw that the trees around them, no longer radiated of Cion's glow. The trees were dark, angry, and full of pain.
“Where are we, Artimous?” She gasped, though she knew the answer. She no lon
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