The shadows/ghosts/veils dance across the gnarled branches, a silent ballet/ritual/symphony conducted by the wind/rustle/breath of the ancient forest. Here/Within/Beneath the boughs of the NeverWood, secrets linger/twist/coil, whispered on the breeze/currents/air. The trees/pillars/sentinels stand watchful/impassive/knowing, their roots/tendrils/li