Chapter 38: Forgotten Language

I smiled and nodded, “I also thank you for helping us until we get here.” I said sincerely, “Ni, I wish my mother was here and everything I went through in the past was just a dream…” Tears started well in my eyes, but I held them back from falling.

"My sweet, Cyllina..." Ni suddenly changed her form from the size of a butterfly, now standing in front of me, human-sized and taller a little bit from me.

“Cyllina, your mother, Runa, must be proud of you.” She hugged me. In her embrace, I could feel her sadness. She also lost her best friend, her sister.

“We can’t undo what’s already happened. Trust me, Elden Wood is now free from the witch’s curse and torment…” Ni looked at the stone table under the altar roof. The net was still there, but I didn’t see Mira’s figure inside it at all.

“For hundreds of years, when the Dryads were killed for her greed, this forest lost its guardians. The Dryads were the soul of this forest. But that Dark Witch took everything, making Elden Wood grow in ven