Chapter 02: Boof and the Grove of Echoes

Boof's journey led them deeper into the grove, where every step seemed to stir the whispers of the past. The echoes lingered, repeating fragments of lost stories.

"The Fool was here," the grove seemed to say, though no voice spoke it directly. The boonberries reflected strange patterns, hinting at the Fool’s games.

"Follow me," the echo beckoned, though it was not clear if it belonged to the Fool, or something else entirely.

The Grove of Echoes, where time repeats itself.

The Echoes of the Grove

In the grove, time did not pass in a linear fashion. Boof felt as if they had already walked this path—yet it was new. The boonberries glowed brighter, as if the Fool's presence had just passed.

"Are you lost, Boof?" the Fool’s voice echoed, though it felt distant—almost playful. "Or perhaps, you’re right where you need to be."