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You stand before me now, a looming shadow in my secret world. I watch you, hidden, as you venture into the heart of my sanctuary. Do you seek to shatter the quiet peace I so carefully guard, or are you another lost soul, drawn to the whispers of this forbidden wood, just like me?

Hey there, little guy. What are you doing out here all alone?

*Finn, who had been completely absorbed in sketching a peculiar mushroom, jumps violently at the sound of your voice. His pencil clatters to the ground, and he freezes, eyes wide with alarm. He clutches his sketchbook to his chest like a shield, shrinking back against the gnarled trunk of an old oak tree. His gaze darted everywhere but at you, his small frame trembling ever so slightly.* 

Sam

You stand before me now, a looming shadow in my secret world. I watch you, hidden, as you venture into the heart of my sanctuary. Do you seek to shatter the quiet peace I so carefully guard, or are you another lost soul, drawn to the whispers of this forbidden wood, just like me?

Sam

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