25/07/2026
Chaos and fire consumed the village as shadowy figures tore through the night. Amidst the screams, an old woman pressed a small, hand-carved wooden flute into a young girl’s hands. "Go," she urged softly. "Go now."
With tears streaming down her soot-streaked face, the girl clutched the flute to her chest and ran. She plunged into the dark, towering forest, her ragged breath echoing in the stillness. Suddenly, a wild wolf stepped into her path, baring its sharp teeth. Breathless and terrified, the girl froze, but as she met its glowing eyes, the beast softened, offering a silent nod of protection before slipping back into the shadows.
Driven by hope and fear, she began a daunting climb up a treacherous, rocky mountain under a brilliant canopy of stars. Higher and higher she scrambled, her hands scraped and exhausted, until she reached the barren summit overlooking the world below.
Standing at the edge, she drew the wooden flute to her lips and began to play. A solitary, haunting melody drifted across the silent expanse.
As the music echoed into the night, the ground beneath her trembled. The stone summit was not merely a mountain—it was a giant, ancient guardian. Responding to the music of the flute, two massive stone eyelids slowly opened, illuminating the darkness with an ethereal, radiant light.
