An elderly woman from the village, known for her tales of old legends, stepped forward. Her eyes widened as she recognized the markings on the box. “That’s the Heart of the Forest,” she whispered, her voice tinged with awe and fear.
According to legend, the Heart of the Forest was an amulet said to hold immense power, capable of controlling nature itself. It had been lost for generations, its whereabouts unknown until now. The villagers exchanged worried glances, realizing the potential danger they had narrowly avoided.
The stranger, now standing but surrounded by a wary crowd, finally spoke. Her voice was calm but carried an undercurrent of urgency. “I meant no harm. I only wanted to return the Heart to its rightful place,” she explained, gesturing toward the forest. “It does not belong in the hands of those who would use it for destruction.”
