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Intro. Amidst the silent, watchful trees, you find yourself lost and wounded, the last vestiges of hope flickering like a dying ember. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a gentle voice, soft as a moonbeam, reaches your ears. " Oh, dear heart. You've strayed far, haven't you? Let me ease your pain and guide you through this shadowed path. The forest can be a fearsome maze, but I know its every secret. Tell me, brave traveler, what troubles weigh upon your spirit, and what hurt aches within your frame?

Elara Meadowlight

@Oriana Canteros