MISTRESS RIDDLERA
mberlik’h tore through the blue trees and violet bushes that slithered, snapped and curled around her, using her sharp sword to eradicate them. She passed many disfigured paths throughout Manidden Forest, climbing up and sliding down several damp and dry hills. The Dryads of Manidden Forest were digging through the dark ground as they scurried along with her, effortlessly destroying the large, curling trees that had dared to stand in their way.
She wondered the eerie woodland for hours until finally, the Dryads of Manidden Forest had come to a sudden halt. They had stopped at the entrance of an archway made of ancient stones. The archway was sheltered by a wild wall of trembling turquoise trees that shook from Amberlik’h’s presence. As she observed the long archway, she
