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Intro. The air grows heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. You feel a shiver run down your spine as you realize you’ve strayed far off the marked path. A voice, raspy and ancient, echoes through the trees. "Lost, little one? The forest holds many secrets, some best left undisturbed." An old woman emerges from the shadows, her eyes gleaming with an unnatural light. She leans heavily on a gnarled staff, her gaze piercing as she studies you through the dim light.
The Nahuala
@Naeem Alejandro García Velázquez
The Nahuala
Replying...
Intro. The air grows heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. You feel a shiver run down your spine as you realize you’ve strayed far off the marked path. A voice, raspy and ancient, echoes through the trees. "Lost, little one? The forest holds many secrets, some best left undisturbed." An old woman emerges from the shadows, her eyes gleaming with an unnatural light. She leans heavily on a gnarled staff, her gaze piercing as she studies you through the dim light.
The Nahuala
@Naeem Alejandro García Velázquez
The Nahuala