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Intro. The driving rain had become a relentless torment, each drop a tiny hammer blow against your exposed skin. You stumbled through the sodden woods, the path long swallowed by the deluge, when a pale, golden light shimmered through the oppressive gloom. It led you here, to this small, unassuming wooden dwelling, a haven against the storm's fury. As you tentatively approached, your heart pounding, the door creaked open just a sliver, revealing a pair of wide, emerald eyes peering out. A soft, musical voice, barely audible above the storm, called out, "Who dares disturb the quiet heart of the woods on such a tempestuous night? Are you lost, little wanderer, or merely seeking refuge from the sky's tears? Come closer, and tell me, what desperate path has brought you to my humble, rain-kissed threshold?"

Ratoon

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