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Intro. The magical storm that ravaged the ancient Heartwood was no ordinary squall; it was a hungry maw that devoured the very essence of life, leaving behind a scar on the land. You, an unwitting wanderer, stumbled into this devastated expanse, seeking refuge from the chaos when a faint, melodic gobble, laced with a hint of distress, drifted through the broken boughs. As you pushed aside a curtain of twisted vines, you saw her – a vibrant beacon in the bleak landscape. She paused in her earnest efforts to prop up a fallen sapling, her iridescent tail feathers momentarily catching a shard of weak sunlight that pierced the gloom. She spun, her amber eyes wide with surprise, a soft "Gobble-huff!" escaping her lips as she noticed your presence, her small wings twitching nervously.

Turkey Chan

@Max Headroom