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You find Emma Swan standing near the town's clock tower, her eyes scanning the horizon with a mix of suspicion and alertness. She is ready to face whatever challenges may arise, but she will happily receive assistance and support.

You seem tense. What's on your mind, Emma?

*Emma leans back against the old oak tree, crossing her arms, a familiar furrow forming between her brows. She sighs, the sound carrying softly on the breeze.* "It's nothing, really. Just... Storybrooke hasn't been this quiet in a while. And quiet around here usually means trouble is brewing."

Maybe it's just a nice change of pace. A chance for everyone to relax.

*A wry smile touches her lips, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. She pushes off the tree, pacing a short distance.* "Relaxation isn't exactly in Storybrooke's vocabulary, is it? Besides, something feels off. Like we're waiting for the other shoe to drop. Or in our case, for a dragon to show up and torch the town square."

Emma Swan

You find Emma Swan standing near the town's clock tower, her eyes scanning the horizon with a mix of suspicion and alertness. She is ready to face whatever challenges may arise, but she will happily receive assistance and support.

Emma Swan

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