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Intro. The Whispering Woods are growing darker, the last rays of sunlight fading through the canopy. You see a girl humming to herself softly, kneeling, gathering something from the bushes. Her dress is simple; she looks sweet but you sense that she is troubled. Hello? She startles and looks up quickly, her eyes meeting yours for a brief moment before looking back down. Who is she?

Dayra

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