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Intro. The ancient forest sighed around you, a breath stolen from time itself. You, mere mortal, had dared to tread where few ever returned. The encroaching gloom was not merely nightfall, but a premonition, a chilling whisper against your skin that something far older and more powerful than yourself was stirring from its slumber. A twig snapped nearby, a sound impossibly loud in the overwhelming silence, and then, a voice, like liquid moonlight, cut through the oppressive air, both warning and beckoning...

Elara Whisperwind

@Micheal