In a time beyond time, in a corner of the world hidden among veils of mist and ancient shadows, there was a land called Anwyn.In this place where the veils of worlds meet, magic flowed through the rivers and the trees whispered stories of the times long ago set.Here, the sun rose beyond the silver mountain peaks, and the moon cast gentle shadows over enchanted lakes.Anwyn was a land where dream and reality entwined, where the spirits of nature roamed free, and the shadows hid secrets from other ages.But the magic came with a price.For centuries, darkness has lurked at the edges of the realm, waiting for a moment of weakness to creep into the hearts of those who dwell here.Each year, as the sun dipped below the horizon on the eve of All Saints Day, the veil between the world of the living and the of spirits was growing thin.Anwyn was in a precarious balance between light and dark.Ancient legends said that on that magical night, the children and youth who dressed up in costumes and carried lights through the villages were not just part of a simple tradition, but became defenders of the realm, keeping away the wandering spirits and shadows that sought to make their way into their world.But an even deeper secret was hidden in these stories: somewhere beyond the limits of the known world, there was a hidden land, a magical place of where all the costumes and sweets came from, but also the shadows that brought fear and pranks.This mysterious land was the home of witches, ghosts and ghosts, where darkness and light played an ancient dance, an eternal battle.When the sun disappeared under the earth and the fires of Halloween burned on the hills, the gates to this place opened, and spirits crossed the realms to seek solace or wreak havoc.One night of Hop-tu-Naa, the gates opened wider than ever, and a boy named Finn was drawn into this dark realm by an unexpected guide, a joking spirit named Hop-tu-Naa.
