Glamour-grove swamp

Home to the glamour-grove tree, it is a treacherous landscape where the seawater meets the coast. Beware the trees, for they whisper loudly here and talk amongst one another. If ever there was a time for sober thoughts, it would be during a delve into its bodice.
The glamour-grove trees are like that of willows on the mainland, but for their beaded branch with droop low. At the end of each branch is a small glowing bead. Without eyes, the tree cannot see its pray. Without ears, it cannot spell it. Only through touch, can it know it's prey where it stands. Do not touch the beads. It will be the land thing you ever do, for once it knows where you be, it will drag you under the murky water with it's viper-like roots.