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Ajamerei, The Bright Wood

Once the central jewel of natures crown. Ajamerei lit the sky like fireflies every night as the sun dipped below the horizon. The enchanting magics flowed through her treetops, a bioluminescent dance said to be created by Aja, Patron Natura herself. Many on the plains would venture to her embrace, sit below her canopy and while away the days surrounded by the bird song and chittering of the small creatures. Those days of magnificance are now a thing of the past though. Less than a century ago, in the space of only a few months the margnificence turned to to menace, the autumn tones to greys and the carpet of leaves to a blanket of death. Ajamerei is now no more. See: The Rotted Wood

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