About a dozen trees glisten magically as they sway in Mistwood’s Moonlight. The night is calm and peaceful, but an unnatural stillness soon fills the air as the tree’s glow begins to fade… One tree dims until it’s glow fades out completely, than another, and another, and soon another… until every tree in the surrounding area is aglow no more. The silence of the night whispers eerily. There is no more magic here.