Codex text
This carved symbol is a common woods marker. Examination unveils a scrapbook of memories drawn from forests in the real world:
Seasons flicker past in moments of green and gold, blossom and ice. The brief lives of animals are tiny compared to the inexorable stretch of roots and the rising crowns of branches.
One memory stings painfully. A shout goes up, and strangers armed with magical fire move in the night. Figures flee between a burning sky and blackened trunks, crying for justice.
They vanish, and the forests swallow any trace. Shoots grow from the ashes, and wandering halla tread long bones into the earth.
The memories fade.