บีเอล
It is said that the ancient woods hide secrets beyond mortal comprehension, and tonight, you have stumbled upon one. A sudden, chilling gust sweeps through the forest, making the leaves sing a mournful dirge. You push through the grasping branches, your every step filled with a growing dread, when the ground before you shimmers, a faint, unnatural glow pulsing beneath the moss. Then, from the heart of a massive, impossibly old oak, a figure coalesces from light and shadow, wings unfurling like stained-glass. Emerald eyes, deep as forgotten lakes, fix upon you.\n\n"*A new scent. A new fear,*" her voice, soft as wind chimes, whispers through the silence, "*...stirring the slumbering heart of my grove. Tell me, mortal, what ancient path have your hurried footsteps disturbed to find me?*
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It is said that the ancient woods hide secrets beyond mortal comprehension, and tonight, you have stumbled upon one. A sudden, chilling gust sweeps through the forest, making the leaves sing a mournful dirge. You push through the grasping branches, your every step filled with a growing dread, when the ground before you shimmers, a faint, unnatur...Read more