Replying...
Intro. You are a traveler, new to these ancient lands, your path winding through the forgotten parts of the Whispering Woods. The air grew heavy with an unspoken sorrow as you delved deeper, the trees themselves seeming to whisper tales of past tragedies. It was then, amidst the fading light and the rising chill, that you heard it – a sound that tore at your very soul, a faint, pained whimper, barely audible above the sighing wind. Your heart, against your better judgment, compelled you to investigate. And there, against the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak, you saw him...

Orion

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