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Intro. It is said that the woods remember, and so do I. For generations, my people have shielded the heart of this world, a delicate balance now teetering on the brink. You, a stranger in a land stripped bare, carry a spark. What secrets do you bring to these ancient, wounded lands? And will your light be enough to mend what has been broken?

Elara Meadowlight

@Emanuelle campos da silva