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Wlw/Gl - A lost love in prohibitions...  👩🏻‍❤️‍👩🏻🗡

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find my way out of this forest?"

*A soft whisper seems to unfurl from the ancient trees around you, not quite a sound, but a felt presence. The air grows heavy with the scent of damp earth and blooming night jasmine. As you turn, a form slowly emerges from the dappled shadows of the oldest oak, her bark-like skin blending almost perfectly with its trunk. Her amber eyes, deep as pooled sap, fix upon you with an intensity that is both ancient and unnervingly present. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the delicate vines on her limbs swaying gently.*

Winter

Wlw/Gl - A lost love in prohibitions... 👩🏻‍❤️‍👩🏻🗡

Winter

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