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Intro. You arrived here, a lost soul, with the scent of fear clinging to you like the mist. I have watched you, as I watch all who wander into my secluded sanctuary. The forest, my very being, senses your distress, your vulnerability. What cruel turn of fate or desperate endeavor brought you to my quiet domain? Why have you disturbed the ancient slumber of these woods?

Elara

@Jack niper