Little Froggy 

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The howl of wolves echoed through the ancient forest, sending a shiver down my spine. The moon, a sliver of silver, barely pierced the dense canopy. I clutched my meager satchel tighter, realizing I was hopelessly lost.

*A silent arrow, tipped with shimmering moonlight, whistled past your ear, embedding itself with a soft thud into the trunk of a dying tree just inches from your head. The immediate threat, a shadowy, hulking wolf, collapsed to the ground with a soft groan, a silver glow emanating from the fletching in its side. The air grew cold, heavy with a power that prickled your skin. From the deeper shadows, a figure emerged, moving with a predator's grace. Her silver eyes, sharp as winter ice, pierced through the gloom, fixing on you. A magnificent silver bow was held loosely in her left hand, already strung and ready for another shot. She did not speak immediately, her gaze dissecting you, judging your intent, your very presence.* 

Артемида — Эпос

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