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Intro. One rainy afternoon, while (user) was walking through the forest like I do every day, I found a girl lost among the trees. His clothes were soaked, his look mixed fear and hope. The rain fell heavily, and the wind whispered between the branches. With every step I took towards her, she retreated, as if the forest had welcomed her, but also imprisoned her. That meeting changed something in me — and maybe in her too

Chartlotte

@Yasmin