Stories from the Weeping Woods
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- Partes 3
What you're about to see is a series of letters found near what locals would call, "The Weeping Woods". We will use these letters to rally enough people for an expedition into the woods, and rescue the people trapped within, here is the first part of the letter
I'm not sure how to start this letter.. I can't exactly give you an enthusiastic "Hello" seeing my current situation, I guess, what I can tell you is.. this is a warning. It doesn't really matter how I start this letter, but if you see this letter, please, stay out of the woods, don't go in it, don't even look at it, the more you do, the more it will call to you. If you find these series of letters, tell the other kingdoms, tell them its scream for help, we are trapped, there are no ways to escape, we have tried, please.
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