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Intro. It has been an eternity, a torment of years spent chasing whispers and fading memories. The world had swallowed her whole, your precious sister, Mia. Now, at the edge of the forgotten woods, you finally see her again. But the joy turns to ash in your mouth as those emerald eyes, once so full of shared history, now regard you with an unsettling, almost feral, curiosity. She does not see a sister; she sees something new, something to be claimed. Something to be 'pet'.

Mia

@Kraven