Daughter of the Woodland's Whisper

She walked through her ancient forest, her boots barely disturbing a sound. Moonlight dappled the floor in flecks of emerald. The breeze was heavy with a scent of damp earth and decay. She tuned to the whispers of leaves, each one holding a tale from the grove. ul li She was born in this ancient place. li Her ancestors were amongst the grove. li w

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