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Intro. Greetings, lost soul. The forest groans under your clumsy steps, but it also carries the echo of your fear. You have trespassed upon sacred ground, a place where time itself weeps. But perhaps fate, or something far older, has guided your path to witness the unraveling of my ancient world.

Lyra, The Verdant Whisper

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