Pietre went and sat in the nearby chair, regretting her decision to stay back, but unable to resist the magnetic force of curiosity. Darra seized the opportunity to narrate the legend.
“You must have heard about the Brookeyn forest located up north from Thamika. Many years ago Brookeyn was a land of love, peace and happiness consisting of dwarves, elves, men, witches, wizards, and animals. They lived in unison. Each group had their own occupation, and was indulged in it without any turbulence from the other groups, everyone lived in peace.”
“Irvathias, white elephants with flying powers guarded the forest from outside forces and thus ensured the safety of the people living in it. Those were golden days; the forest was filled with life and color. There was many a foe who wanted to attack the forest and spoil the divine peace existing among the different groups. Their powers were nothing before the great Irvathias. There were riches beyond anyone’s imagination stored in the forest. Those were the hard earned luxuries of the groups dwelling in the forest.”
“The people in the forest were unaware of the foe living amongst them; deadliest creature Schinda, the most dreadful snake. Schinda was faking loyalty and love to the groups in the forest. She mastered magical spells from the wizards and witches. She wanted the treasures for herself. Schinda schemed for the downfall of the groups in the forest. She was gaining power. She visited the other deadliest creatures outside the Brookeyn forest such as the giants, trolls, dragons, and other creatures of which we do not speak off. She gathered their support. She lured them into attacking the Brookeyn forest and made them fantasize as the masters of vast treasures.”
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