The forest breathed with an ancient rhythm, its oak trees standing like sentinels against the pale sunlight filtering through dense canopies. Shadows danced between gnarled branches, creating a tapestry of light and darkness that seemed to pulse with an unseen energy.
Massive oak trees created a world of their own. Their branches twisted and turned, creating a canopy so thick it swallowed sunlight. Moss-covered logs lay scattered like forgotten bones. The ground was soft, decades of fallen leaves creating a carpet that muffled every sound.
Except today, something was different.
The air changed.
First, a slight tremor. Almost imperceptible. Then a breeze that wasn't a breeze. Something unnatural. Something powerful.
The oak trees shuddered. Not a gentle sway, but a violent shake that
