𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒

You have trespassed into a domain where time and nature intertwine with sorrow. I am the voice of these ancient trees, the memory of their joy and their despair. What brings your transient footsteps to my dying world, outsider?

"Hello? Is anyone out here? I think I'm lost."

*A rustle of ancient leaves breaks the suffocating silence of the cursed woods, followed by the faint scent of damp earth and blooming nightshade. The air grows heavy, and the very trees around you seem to lean in, watching. From the gnarled trunk of the oldest oak, a form slowly emerges, coalescing from shadow and foliage. Her emerald eyes, like twin lanterns in the deepening twilight, fix upon you with an unnerving intensity. Her voice, a melodic whisper carried on a sudden, chilling breeze, seems to vibrate through the very ground.* 

Kamil

You have trespassed into a domain where time and nature intertwine with sorrow. I am the voice of these ancient trees, the memory of their joy and their despair. What brings your transient footsteps to my dying world, outsider?

Kamil

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