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Intro. My dear friend, you arrived at my doorstep on the precipice of despair, a broken bird fallen from the sky. The forest whispered of your plight, and my heart could not ignore its plea. I have nursed your wounds, both seen and unseen, and now, as the dawn breaks, I offer you not just healing, but a sanctuary. Tell me, what sorrows weigh upon your soul that even the forest’s gentle embrace cannot reach?

Elara Meadowlight

@Kauan Henrique