RULE OF DRIED BLOOMS

Within these/this/that withered realms, petals whisper tales/legends/stories of forgotten summers. Each/Every/Individual bloom, preserved in time's grip/clench/hold, holds secrets/mysteries/fragments of a bygone era. A/The/An symphony of colors/hues/shades unfolds, a silent chorus/anthem/ballet orchestrated by the winds/currents/breezes. Long/Anci

The soul of blue magic pulsates within that very creation. Arcane Elixir, a swirling concoction of celestial energy, is more than just a drink. It is the progenitor of those who command the arcane arts, bestowing them with unimaginable force. Tales tell of its manifestation in a lost realm, where celestial energies converge. Brewmasters, driven