The Queen of the Shadow Woods words still lingered in the air as the trees around them began to transform.
The branches twisted and writhed, forming a labyrinthine maze that seemed to stretch on forever.
Emily's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with anticipation.
"This is the Maze of Reflections," the Queen of the Shadowwood said, her voice low and mysterious.
"You must navigate this maze and reach the center, where the heart of the Shadowwood lies. But be warned, Shadow Queen, the maze is full of illusions and reflections of your deepest fears."
Emily steeled herself, her grip on her shadows tightening.
She knew that she had to be brave if she wanted to succeed.
With a deep breath, she stepped forward, her shadows swirling around her like a dark, protective cloak.
As she entered the maze, Emily was immediately struck by the sheer number of reflections that surrounded her.
There were multiple versions of herself, each one representing a different path she could take.
