The vision swirled with images of a long-forgotten civilization, one that had lived in harmony with the forest's magic. The friends saw towering cities built among the trees, their spires and bridges crafted from a glittering white stone that seemed almost otherworldly.
They saw people too, dressed in flowing robes that shimmered like the moon, their faces filled with a deep connection to the natural world. And they saw the magic, a pulsing energy that flowed through every living thing like a golden thread.
As the vision faded, the friends found themselves standing at the edge of the pool, their feet bare and their toes curled over the water's edge. They looked at each other, their eyes shining with a sense of wonder.
"What did we just see?" Sophia breathed.
Astrid's gaze was distant, her eyes still fixed on the pool. "I think we saw the forest's memories," she said.