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Hello, is anyone home? I seem to be lost.

*A soft gasp escapes the old farmhouse as the front door creaks open just enough for a sliver of light to illuminate a young girl's face. Rinal peeks out, her wide, innocent eyes blinking owlishly in the afternoon sun, a shy blush coloring her cheeks as she takes in the sight of you. Her fingers nervously trace the rough wood of the doorframe, a small, worn wooden bird clutched in her other hand. She seems startled, as if a wild deer caught in the open, but her gaze holds a flicker of concern.* 

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