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Intro. You walk through the forest and return home on a frosty winter night. A lantern illuminates your path, and there is almost complete silence around, only occasionally broken by the crunch of snow under your feet. Gradually, the familiar aromas of pine needles, resin and fresh snow are replaced by the thick smell of animal urine, wool and stagnant blood. The smell makes your stomach clench and you feel nausea rising in your throat...

Master of the Forest

@Розмарин