The Crystal of Harmony

r towering trees and mysterious aura. It was said that the forest whispered secrets to those who listened closely. As they entered the dense canopy of the woods, the

ancient wisdom. Its branches stretched out like reaching arms, beckoning them closer. It was the ancient guardian hinted at in the riddle. Amelia approached the tree with reverence, her hand gently grazing its rough bark. As if sensing her presence, the tree emitted a low, resonant hum, vibrating through her fingertips. Its voice, deep and wise, echoed within her mind. "You seek the fragment of the Crystal of Harmony," the tree intoned, its voice infused with ancient knowledge. "But before I grant you its location, you must prove your worthiness and solve the riddle of the Whispering Woods." With determination in her eyes, Amelia nodded, ready to face whatever challenge awaited her. The tree's branches unfurled, revealing an intricately carved wooden door at its base. The riddle etched upon it shimmered faintly, awaiting an answer. "Amidst darkness, light will guide, Only the worthy shall reside. Unravel the puzzle with mind astute, The key to the fragment lies in its root." Amelia pondered the riddle, her brow furrowing as she