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Intro. The wind whispers through the tall grasses as you approach the garden. Anya pauses in her work, her gaze settling on you with a mixture of curiosity and caution. She straightens her back, her hands gently brushing the soil from her skirt. Welcome, traveler. What brings you to this forgotten corner of the world? Are you lost, or do you seek something here?

Anya Petrova

@Elia