The Dead Forest in Onistead.
The magnificent and mysterious ancient circular altar, with its rough stone carvings, still exuded the imposing aura that once commanded the allegiance of thousands.
Yet, the desolation that surrounded it stood in stark contrast to the vibrancy of this burial ground.
Brushing away the weeds, a rare and massive stone statue slowly came into view, with fist-sized eyes that seemed to pierce through one's soul.
The red crystal glowed ominously under the sunlight, emitting a crimson radiance.
"Oh my god! Is this stone carving really an ancient relic? It looks so lifelike, like a masterpiece of celestial craftsmanship!" exclaimed Martha, Nora's college roommate.
Meanwhile, Nora was capturing the scenery on her canvas.
After dropping out of Onistead University, she had enrolled in a second-rate art academy, where her previous outstanding performance quickly earned her the reputation of being an exemplary student in the eyes of the teachers.
This field trip was her first assignment since starting her graduate studies, a chance to impress her classmates and teachers.
She had decided on a theme - seek novelty!
Hearing about the eerie Dead Forest in Onistead, she promptly enlisted a roommate and ventured inside, prepared for whatever lay ahead.
The scenery here was undeniably eerie, markedly different from the outside world, and she immediately settled on the theme of "The Tomb."
As she was listening to the exclamation, Nora paused her brush and looked up.
In that moment, it felt as if she had transcended time and space.
The massive stone serpent sculpture, engraved with two crimson eyes, seemed to lock eyes with her, sending a cold and sinister energy rushing through her body, leaving her mind blank.
Her petite frame, surrounded by an overwhelming wave of awe and sorrow.
The dense atmosphere made her once alluring face turn deathly pale, and before she knew it, her stiff legs found themselves moving forward involuntarily.
"This stone carving is a hundred feet long, with a stout bull-like body and only the head resembling that of a serpent. I wonder how long this giant creature's entire body is? It's truly miraculous, beyond comprehension. The scales on its body don't look like stone, more like a blackish-green color," Martha marveled as she touched the stone serpent, feeling an unexpected chill on her palm.
"Martha, is this really just an ancient burial mound?" Nora couldn't believe her eyes, as her fair fingers brushed against the crimson crystal, a sharp, blackish-green sliver cutting her finger, causing drops of blood to swiftly fall to the ground.
"And it has horns!" Nora exclaimed excitedly, pointing to the two tree branch-like stones above the snake's head.
Curiosity led her to gently tug on one of the horns, remarking with admiration, "These ancient people were truly extraordinary! I thought they were added later, but it turns out they are carved from the same stone."
However, Martha didn't share the same view.
With a disdainful pout, she argued, "Look, the snake's head is only this big. How could it be carved from a single stone? If that were the case, the stone would probably be much larger than tree roots."
Observing more closely, Nora realized that the snake's body was intact and extended for hundreds of feet, concealed by lush trees and covered in moss.
A deep sense of intuition told her that this stone statue was no ordinary carving. The icy coldness she felt when touching it resembled the snow on mountaintops, bone-chilling and piercing.
Martha quickly finished sketching the front view of the statue and tugged at Nora's arm. "Stop daydreaming. If we don't leave now, we won't make it back today."
"Alright," Nora reluctantly agreed, though her curiosity remained unsatisfied.
"But wait..."
Her tender face lit up with a mysterious smile as she walked toward the lush, waist-high grass and swiftly pulled out a green stalk.
The deep, inky green color, with its strangely mysterious and beautiful patterns, shimmered with a translucent luster, resembling a true work of art. Especially those bright red eyes, as vivid as red beans.
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