Each night the songs started. Soft, gentle, soothing. These songs eased the tired Wizard and hir dragon friend to sleep, along with the gentle purring cat in the Wizard's lap. -- The New Guy
[AN: Mature Elves don't sleep. They meditate.]
The world is large, and full of perils. One would expect that from a world made for Dragons. What's less expected is the occasional island of succour.
This is the Singing Forest. Legend says a great hero once placed a piece of Nanogh into the mortal world, so people could ease their hearts and fears. Legend has a lot of explanations for things, few of them true.
"This used to be a well," said Wraithvine. "Now it's a sanctuary of healing and rest. We need it."
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