Writer's Wednesday XII

Dear readers,

This week I will take you to the Phoniex Wood on the isle of Corsain.

The Tyr-Song Field is a well known spot that serves as the main training
grounds for the Youth Corps but to its south, the Phoniex Wood is a place of
mystery and, to a certain point, fear. Rumors and stories told at the Youth
Corps camps tell of strange beasts walking the land by day and by night,
creatures of strange shapes and forms that roam the land in search of prey.

What is known about this stretch of land is that once foul magic thrived in a
region of this wood in ruins that lie in the darkest patch of the wood. The
Phoniex Tower was built to keep a watchful eye over it but it was already
abandoned since before the occupation. The tower, after so many years is now
tilted at a strange angle, as though the land under it has tried to swallow it
and its entrance now lays open for all to risk themselves. Tales suggest that
the shapes that walk the wood and nearby plains return here before the breaking
of morning and vile symbols etched on the outermost trees lend themselves to
the belief that whatever lives in the tower and wood is not only vicious but
also intelligent...

There is of course, only one way to find out if the tales about the tower are fact or fiction, go there and visit it! Of course you'll need to be patient before you will be able to do that.

Until next time,

EdTheKet