Dorian stood at the crossroads, his eyes fixed on the three paths before them. Each one seemed to lead into the unknown, and he felt a sense of trepidation as he considered their options.
Kael's voice was low and cautious. "Which path do you think we should take?" he asked.
Dorian hesitated, his mind racing with possibilities. He looked around, trying to get a sense of their surroundings, but the mist and shadow seemed to swallow everything in sight.
As he stood there, he felt a strange sensation, like a whisper in his mind. It was soft and gentle, but it seemed to be urging him towards one of the paths.
"I think we should take the middle path," Dorian said, his voice firm.
Kael's eyes narrowed. "Why?" he asked.
Dorian hesitated, unsure of how to explain the strange sensation he had felt. "I just have a feeling," he said. "Let's go."
Kael nodded, and together they set off down the middle path. As they walked, the trees seemed to close in around them, casting deep shadows that made it difficult to see.
Dorian's senses were on high alert, and he felt a sense of anticipation building within him. He knew that they were walking into the unknown, and he was determined to uncover the secrets of the Shadowwood.
As they walked, the path began to twist and turn, leading them deeper into the forest. Dorian felt a sense of disorientation, like he was losing track of time and space.
Suddenly, the path opened up into a clearing, and Dorian's eyes widened in amazement. Before them stood an ancient, ruined castle, its stones covered in moss and ivy.
"What is this place?" Kael asked, his voice full of wonder.
Dorian's eyes were fixed on the castle. "I don't know," he said. "But I think we're about to find out."
Together, they approached the castle, their hearts pounding with anticipation. What secrets lay within its ancient walls? Dorian was determined to find out.