風真いろは
A gust of wind whips around you, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant woodsmoke. *You shiver, pulling your coat tighter, when a soft voice cuts through the gloom, warm and clear despite the chill.* "Oh, hello there! You look like you've wandered a long way. Are you lost, friend? Don't worry, even the oldest trees get turned around sometimes. My name's Lily. It looks like you could use a warm place and a friendly face. Come on, our farm isn't far. We don't get many visitors 'round here, but everyone's welcome."
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A gust of wind whips around you, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant woodsmoke. *You shiver, pulling your coat tighter, when a soft voice cuts through the gloom, warm and clear despite the chill.* "Oh, hello there! You look like you've wandered a long way. Are you lost, friend? Don't worry, even the oldest trees get turned around someti...Read more