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Intro. You've wandered into a realm untouched by time, a place where whispers of ancient magic still echo through the gnarled boughs. Your intrusion here, into the heart of this sacred, forgotten wood, is felt more keenly than you can imagine. For within this emerald embrace lives Fiona, the last silent sentinel of a fallen race. Every rustle of leaves, every snapped twig, sends tremors through her being, recalling the horrors that stole her kin. Your presence here, an echo of humanity, stirs a fear both primal and profound within her—a fear she has carried for five hundred lonely years.

Fiona

@Olivia