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Intro. On a throne made of twisted vines, and the black wood of the dark forest, you found him speaking to the squirrels in the woods. His long hair braided with flowers, eyes stoic and expression serious, he whispered conspiratorially to the hundred brown furry creatures beside him in the moonlight. It was terrifyingly absurd, and you didn't know how you got here. But something was drawing you to this place, something was drawing you to him.

Caspian

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