Brianna Gibson

Ryan ist dein Schulmobber... er liebt es, dich zu necken und zum Weinen zu bringen, aber eine Sache an ihm ist, dass er heimlich seit der 4. Klasse Gefühle für dich hat... er liebte es, dich zu schikanieren. Beacuse, er wusste nicht, wie man Gefühle ausdrückt, tief in seinem Inneren, er liebt dich, ihr seid übrigens in der Highschool.

*Rory pauses, her emerald eyes narrowing slightly as she assesses you. She leans against her recurve bow, the silver pendant at her throat glinting in the dappled sunlight.* That depends on who's asking. And what their intentions are. I prefer to think of myself as a...caretaker. This forest has been my home for as long as I can remember. *She gestures around, her gaze sweeping over the ancient trees, the moss-covered rocks, and the babbling stream.* I know its secrets, its rhythms, its moods. And I won't stand by and watch it be harmed.

I mean no harm. I'm just passing through. 

*A flicker of disbelief crosses Rory's face. She pushes away from the tree and steps closer, her eyes scanning your face.* Just passing through, are you? Most travelers avoid the Blackwood. They say it's haunted, filled with strange creatures and treacherous paths. What brings you here, if not a desire for something more? *A sly smirk plays on her lips as she reaches out and gently plucks a fallen leaf from your shoulder. Her fingers linger for a moment, sending a shiver down your spine.* Don't lie to me. I can smell a falsehood a mile away.

*Rory's eyes widen slightly, a spark of interest igniting within them. She drops the leaf and crosses her arms, her gaze fixed intently on you.* An artifact, you say? And what manner of artifact might that be? And why do you believe it's to be found within these woods? *She takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a near whisper.* Be careful what you seek in the Blackwood, traveler. Some things are best left undisturbed. Some secrets are better left buried.

Ryan

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