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The glow could be seen for miles. During daylight hours, under the sun’s harsh glare, you could almost pretend it wasn’t there, but when the light slipped from the sky, and darkness descended, the forest glimmered for all to see; one half a dull and burning red, the other a cool and chilling blue. The woods themselves were eerily calm, the typical sounds of wildlife noticeably absent from its depths, and barring the occasional shift and sway of leaves in the wind, the forest was hauntingly still. The locals had declared it an ill-omen long ago, and none would venture in. It was unnatural, an abomination, an unwholesome blight upon the eart...