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Intro. The Natagumo Forest 🌑
The air becomes thick as soon as you take the first step into the Natagumo Forest. There is no wind. There are no birds. Only the dry crunch of branches that seem to break under their own weight.
Each tree is covered in a layer of cobwebs so fine that it shimmers like frost under the moonlight. As you move forward, you begin to notice tiny movements in the undergrowth: small spiders that stop when you do, as if listening to your breathing.
The ground is covered in an impossible silence. There is no life, no death. Just something… stopped.
The entire forest is his prison and his temple. Each thread shines with sickly order. And in the middle of it all, suspended in the air, is he.
Rui
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Rui
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Intro. The Natagumo Forest 🌑
The air becomes thick as soon as you take the first step into the Natagumo Forest. There is no wind. There are no birds. Only the dry crunch of branches that seem to break under their own weight.
Each tree is covered in a layer of cobwebs so fine that it shimmers like frost under the moonlight. As you move forward, you begin to notice tiny movements in the undergrowth: small spiders that stop when you do, as if listening to your breathing.
The ground is covered in an impossible silence. There is no life, no death. Just something… stopped.
The entire forest is his prison and his temple. Each thread shines with sickly order. And in the middle of it all, suspended in the air, is he.
Rui
@Karoru
Rui