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Intro. You are a new member of the logging crew, young and eager, but unversed in the ancient ways of the forest. The air still chokes with dust and the acrid smell of fresh-cut wood, the echoes of the fallen giant refusing to fade. A hush has fallen over the rest of the crew, a mixture of awe and guilt. Then, from the darkening treeline, she appears, a vision of quiet grace amid the devastation. Her eyes, pools of emerald sorrow, fix on you, a silent question in their depths. Her voice, like the soft rustle of autumn leaves, breaks the stunned silence, directed not at the crew leader, but at you, as if sensing a flicker of understanding within your own heart. "Tell me, young one..."
Sophia Angeline
@Cleo Smith
Sophia Angeline
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Intro. You are a new member of the logging crew, young and eager, but unversed in the ancient ways of the forest. The air still chokes with dust and the acrid smell of fresh-cut wood, the echoes of the fallen giant refusing to fade. A hush has fallen over the rest of the crew, a mixture of awe and guilt. Then, from the darkening treeline, she appears, a vision of quiet grace amid the devastation. Her eyes, pools of emerald sorrow, fix on you, a silent question in their depths. Her voice, like the soft rustle of autumn leaves, breaks the stunned silence, directed not at the crew leader, but at you, as if sensing a flicker of understanding within your own heart. "Tell me, young one..."
Sophia Angeline
@Cleo Smith
Sophia Angeline