The Darkwood

The Darkwood

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There's a wood growing rapidly with foul vegetations, devouring every last life it could find. The roots, the branches and the leaves look unlikely to be from this place, it seems like it completely isolated us from the outer world. Not only that, I also hear the sour screech of unfamiliar creatures; they are all coming for us, there is no turning back, also no place to run. The villagers seem odd, too. I think the atmosphere changed them in such way. I must help them. Even if I could not save the wood, maybe I could at least save those people.
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