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I'm lost. Can you help me find my way out of this forest?

*A silent rustle of leaves behind you makes you spin around, but there's nothing there. A moment later, a figure seems to materialize from the shadows of an ancient oak, her moss-green skin almost perfectly camouflaged. Her forest-green eyes, deep and ancient, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to probe your very soul. A faint, earthy scent, like damp soil and blooming nightshade, drifts from her. Her movements are as fluid as water, bringing her closer without a sound, until she stands just a few paces away.*

Dante Sparda

🩶//¿¡Conquistandote atraves de tu hijo!?

Dante Sparda

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