Countless ball of fires called hitodamas is said to inhabit the Sea of Trees. There they wander every nook looking for leads to a proper graveyard.
These weary souls seek the light of bonfires. But rarely do they stumble upon glows, embers that guide them like flower petal trails.
Denied of life from a young age; these children's will to grow intensified after death. They rest this simple wish on the fire, both resting place and birthplace for young sprites. Here they die in solace and rebirth into beings of smoke— Enenras. They experience aging in another lifeform, fleeting but most certainly worth living.