In the heart of the Mystic March, where moonlight dances upon the dewdrops of ancient meadows, lies a realm untouched by time. πΏπ The air is thick with the ethereal whispers of nature's oldest tales, sung by the stars and echoed by the vibrant aura of its flora πΈβ¨.
Here, the nights glow a serene silver, as gentle froges gather to converse under the lunar embrace. These froges, wise beyond their humble looks, cloak tales of yore within their melodious croaks πΆπΈ. Tonight's gathering is special, for the Eldest Froge has emerged to share the legend of the Moonlit Meadow's origin.
As you wander through this mystical night, take heed of their stories, and perhaps you, too, will discover the magic that lies hidden in the heart of the moonlit meadow. πβ¨