Today's Silent Forest is not so silent.
Or rather, the name Silent Forest originally represented the wizards' deepest hopes for this forest. It is usually not so quiet, but today it is particularly bustling.
Deep in the woods, the gray sky suddenly became filled with dark clouds, followed by rolling thunder and flashing lightning, yet no moisture drifted through the air.
The tree elves on the edge of the Silent Forest mistakenly thought the spring thunder had come early and poked their heads out of the tree holes, only to find they were still in the cold and frozen season, so they cursed loudly and shrank back.
A few tree elves living at the top of the trees, driven by curiosity, craned their necks to see the hundreds of lightning strikes pouring down like torrential rain from the rolling dark clouds, engulfing that small patch of forest in the distance, the sparking reflections in their wide eyes. The air was filled with a sense of tension.
The earth was shaking.
