As the sun began to set, Steve and the farmer stumbled upon a hidden clearing, filled with a soft, ethereal light. In the center of the clearing stood an ancient tree, its branches reaching up towards the sky. The farmer nodded, 'This is the heart of the forest, where the spirit's power is weakest.' Steve, feeling a sense of determination, held up the enchanted acorn, and the light from the clearing began to envelop it, filling him with a warm, golden energy.