Dragon's Secret, The

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The ancient forest of Elderwood had stood sentinel over the kingdom of Aethermoor for countless centuries, its towering oaks and silver birches holding secrets that predated the memory of mortals. Sunlight filtered through the emerald canopy in dancing beams, illuminating patches of moss-covered ground where wildflowers bloomed in defiance of the perpetual twilight that reigned beneath the trees. It was here, in the heart of this mystical woodland, that young Lyra Moonwhisper first heard the dragon's call.

Lyra had always been different from the other children in her village of Thornwick. While they played with wooden swords and rag dolls, she found herself drawn to the old stories her grandmother would tell by the firelight—tales of dragons that once soared through starlit skies, of magic that flowed through the very earth itself, and of heroes who could speak with the wind and command the elements. Her emerald eyes held a depth that seemed far too wise for her sixteen years, and her copper hair caught the light in ways that reminded the village elders of autumn leaves touched by fairy magic.

On this particular morning, as mist clung to the forest floor like ghostly fingers, Lyra had ventured deeper into Elderwood than she had ever dared before. She carried with her a worn leather satchel containing her grandmother's journal, filled with cryptic symbols and half-remembered spells that the old woman had recorded throughout her long life. The journal had been left to Lyra upon her grandmother's passing three moons prior, along with a curious pendant that seemed to pulse with an inner warmth against her chest.