"What is the Golden Country?"
Shalti's voice was soft, but she leaned in close, nearly pressing herself against Tang Qi's ear. Only that way could her gaze pass over his shoulder and see the words in the log.
Tang Qi instinctively closed the log and put it back into his dimensional pouch. "An ancient, lost magical empire. It once stood above the skies. The underground ruins you explored are very likely its remains."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because I've met descendants of that empire."
He was about to say more, but Markwen cut them both off first, pointing at an enormous tree ahead. "Whatever you have to say can wait until we reach Ebony Forest."
The leaves had already withered, and the dried trunk's bark jutted out in rough ridges. Before them stood a dim tree hollow, black as though it could swallow every trace of light.
"Does Ebony Forest count as the Feywild? Is that tree hollow the passage there?" Tang Qi asked.
``` [Feywild, also known as the Fairy Plane.
It is the original homeland of the fae creatures we have glimpsed. Yes, this is the hags' hometown.
Like the Shadowfell and Demon Realm within Twilight Forest, it exists parallel to and connected with the Material Plane.
If a mountain on the Material Plane becomes a valley slope heaped with bones in the Shadowfell, then in the Fairy Plane, it might become a palace piled high with crystal.
You may often hear the names of certain friends in fairy tales—such as dryads, pixies, or the bogeymen that sneak out from under your bed to give you a fright. They truly exist, living in this wilderness of fantasy.
Getting there is not difficult, since its passages are spread throughout the world.
Perhaps it is an unadorned mirror, perhaps