the haunting whispers

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As Amma delved deeper into the forest, she began to hear faint whispers on the wind. Ghostly voices carried on the breeze, their words indecipherable yet laced with sorrow and anguish. The trees seemed to sway in response, their branches reaching out as if beckoning her to uncover the truth.

The whispers grew louder, more insistent, guiding Amma towards a hidden clearing bathed in a pale, ethereal light. There, she encountered a spectral figure, a girl not much older than herself, her eyes filled with an unending sadness. The girl was trapped between the worlds of the living and the dead, forever bound to wander the forest.

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