in the age-old depths of greenwood the great, before the shadow fell upon it, one could push aside the thick boughs and enter a realm of unparalleled beauty, a distinct kingdom under the stars where every leaf and twig was set ablaze with the life force of arda. within this sacred preexportation condition, the elves sought to recreate a piece of the undying lands, a testament to their love for all that grows untamed and free. the air, filled with the melodies of nature, spoke of ancient days and the promise of renewal.