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In the downing wood from above seeing what seems to be the sparkling sun I ride along the waves of the winds to the center of the forest where the most powerful of all magics lay. To the source of power of which we all survive. Within our bodies rests the energy of what was lost in the time of ancient magic. Only those who seek it with passion could ever hope to achieve this journey, for it is no path of the less serious but a path of life that has long been forgotten through the ages of time. Only the soul can guide you to the ways of the bowing branches into the heart of the tree that gave us all life. Soon the path will be clear and soon we'll be free to rein again. In a human guise we shall hide until the time is right to rise again!