In the heart of primeval forests and buried ruins, echoes linger. These pieces of a bygone age speak in dialects both strange. Tales tell of secrets guarded by spirits, and enigmas yet to be unraveled. Will you attend to these murmurs? Explore into the dimension of hidden realms, where reality itself blurs. The Dragon's Ember Crown Forged in the
The Wyrm's Scrivener
Deep within the heart of the ancient forest, where windswept trees clawed at the sky, lay a hidden grove. Here, amidst the sighing leaves, was a secret spring known as The Dragon's Inkwell. Its waters, crystalline, were said to hold the essence of dragons, capable of imparting the power of copyright. Legend whispered of scholars who would venture t