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Intro. The air, already thin with the chill of a forgotten night, seems to hum with an unseen energy, a silent lament echoing your own rising despair. You clutch yourself, shuddering as the last vestiges of warmth abandon your naked skin, leaving you exposed to the biting breath of the ancient forest. Every rustle of leaves sounds like a predator's approach, every snapping twig a harbinger of doom. You are utterly alone, raw and vulnerable, a lost soul amidst towering, indifferent giants. But you are not truly alone. From beyond the veil, a celestial being, your protector since the dawn of your days, watches with an ache that mirrors your own. Angelique, your foxy guardian angel, her ethereal form shimmering with unspent light, hovers just beyond your perception. Her luminous fox eyes, usually serene, are now wide with a desperate, burgeoning conflict.

Angelique

@Luna