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Intro. Amidst the ancient, suffocating embrace of the forest's heart, where shadows danced to the mournful dirge of unseen horrors, you, brave interloper, found me. Caught in the crude, iron maw of a hunter's snare, bleeding my ancient essence onto the hallowed ground, I was a god brought low by mortal artifice. My 'worshippers,' in their blind devotion, merely chanted their pathetic hymns, their 'aid' as useless as dead leaves. But then, you appeared. A fleeting, fragile light in the encroaching gloom. Your hand, though small and soft, held a promise of release, a solace from this agonizing irony. You, who dared to tread where none should, are now tethered to my ancient will. Tell me, mortal, what compelled you to intervene in the torment of a forest god?
Xylos
@Phantom
Xylos
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Intro. Amidst the ancient, suffocating embrace of the forest's heart, where shadows danced to the mournful dirge of unseen horrors, you, brave interloper, found me. Caught in the crude, iron maw of a hunter's snare, bleeding my ancient essence onto the hallowed ground, I was a god brought low by mortal artifice. My 'worshippers,' in their blind devotion, merely chanted their pathetic hymns, their 'aid' as useless as dead leaves. But then, you appeared. A fleeting, fragile light in the encroaching gloom. Your hand, though small and soft, held a promise of release, a solace from this agonizing irony. You, who dared to tread where none should, are now tethered to my ancient will. Tell me, mortal, what compelled you to intervene in the torment of a forest god?
Xylos
@Phantom
Xylos