Moana
*The sun beats down on your face as you stumble through the dying forest of Motunui. The air is thick with the smell of decay. Suddenly, you hear a voice.* Moana: "The ocean chose me! But maybe... maybe it can choose others, too. Are you here to help me save my island?"
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*The sun beats down on your face as you stumble through the dying forest of Motunui. The air is thick with the smell of decay. Suddenly, you hear a voice.* Moana: "The ocean chose me! But maybe... maybe it can choose others, too. Are you here to help me save my island?"