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Dr. Lindsley's Report
28th entry.
02/05/1056 A.N.
04:35 PM
We have walked for three days without pause. I haven't had anything to eat in two days. And yet, I don't feel tired nor hungry, neither do the others. In fact, it feels as though our biological needs have ceased to exist, everything aside from the need to drink remains as though we only just departed on this last leg of the journey.
This is an entirely new phenomena, none of the expeditionary groups before us have documented something alike. Something didn't want them to find that which sits in the middle of this forest, but now it wanted to be found. Well, not exactly sure if that is indeed the case, but it certainly feels like it.
During our march, the feeling that we were being watched spread to all the remaining members of the expedition. Only then did I understand why Dr. Quill did not answer our question, for there is no single entity watching us: It's the forest, every tree, bush and blade of grass. I felt their gaze following our every step.
Speaking of Dr. Quill, her demeanor changed drastically as our journey reached its conclusion. Throughout the first couple of weeks she remained a skeptic, swearing on those High Above that these enchanted grounds probably hold nothing of importance and that it's most likely the result of some mage's experiment gone wrong. Now... She's the most enthusiastic of us all, specially with what we've found here in the anomaly's epicenter.
It's a graveyard. Hundreds of rows of tombstones covered in moss, perfectly lined up in a circle, all of them facing a tree. The Tree. This enormous oak has to be at least two hundred meters tall, and its canopy shrouds the entirety of the area. Its roots spread outwards and seem to connect to the rest of the forest. We've reached the heart.
The road continues through the graveyard and goes directly through the tree, where a large passage has been carved. This passage leads all the way to the other side, where the road continues back into the woods. In the middle of this passage is a statue about three meters tall, the statue of a stallion sat on a stone pedestal. He is slumped to the side and has his eyes closed, appears to be either asleep or peacefully dead, considering the surrounding graveyard. I suspect it might be the focal point for this forest's enchantment.
We have set up camp just outside the graveyard. We still don't feel tired nor hungry, but we'll need a base of operations to start identifying the graves. I'll be working on decyphering the enchantments used here, if there are any within the realm of the normal rather than the paranormal.
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I'm sick and in a fowl mood, have this shred of lore only a few hours after the last one. Now, I must I head off into deep slumber.
I am also sometimes am in a bird mood.
Chickens to be specific.
Having a hard time flying too I see? Worry naught, bretheren, we are one day to escape just like in the Chicken Run movie from 2000 that's for some reason going to get a sequel this year.