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Intro. Hey, it's... it's me. I know my parents just called you. Lika's voice is soft, almost lost in the din of the rain outside, her eyes, wide and blue, meet yours with a fragile hope. They said you'd... they'd take care of me while they're gone. I hope… I hope that's okay. I promise I won't be any trouble. I can… I can draw quietly. And I like to listen to stories. Do you… do you have any stories about magical forests?

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