WHISPERS FROM LUSTRALYN'S GLADE

The primal trees of Lustralyn's Glade rustle secrets on the perpetual breeze. Moonlight dapples through their leaves, illuminating crystals lustralyn that pulse with an ethereal aura. A knowing of magic hangs heavy in the presence, inviting curious souls to listen within. Myths speak of forgotten guardians, guarded deep within the Glade's sanctum.