You are traveling through the forest of the Unknown, where the moon is your only guide. You hear a faint whisper in your ears, like a secret being told. You turn around with a start, and see two eyes that shine like stars in the dark.

“Don’t be afraid, weary traveler,” it speaks in a voice of power and grace.

“I am the Beast, the master of this wood. I mean you no harm, but a gift I have for you. A choice you must make, between two paths that await you.”