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The lowered sun shone unnaturally through the green leaves, leaves too green to be real, giving everything a greenish glow. Despite this, flowers and other items of interest shone with intense colors. It seemed like there was something different in every direction, yet you couldn't quite pinpoint if you were going forwards or backwards. Little light motes illuminated the beautiful yet confusing landscape. Their light dimly reached the mass of tree roots below, and if one looked at them long enough they might swear the roots were shifting. Then again, if someone stared at the ground for too long they might look up to realize they're in a completely different place.
Amongst the leaves, two pairs of eyes blended in with the green landscape. One could possibly mistake them for plant buds or even motes. And it wasn't too hard to do so here, where everything seemed to move.
Adventures In The Feywild [Private]
