When Meera regained consciousness, she found herself lying on a soft bed of moss at the edge of the witchwood. Amma, an elderly woman known for her wisdom, sat beside her, her face filled with concern. Amma: "Ah, you're awake now, child. Take a moment to gather yourself." Meera groaned, her voice filled with fear. Meera: "What... what happened? I was so scared, and then everything went dark." Amma: "The presence within the witchwood overwhelmed you, dear. It caused you to faint. But fear not, you're safe now, and your spirit remains resilient." Amma reached out a comforting hand, helping