Fragments of the Unseen
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They say Willowshade Forest is just an ordinary forest.
A quiet place for students, families, and wanderers.
But some paths lead to places no map dares to name,
and some who enter return... not quite the same.
Every story hides a truth.
Every friendship hides a secret.
And every curse... demands a price.
If you enter Willowshade, beware:
The forest never forgets.
But it can make you forget.
(I write this story, yet I'm the one crying lol)
Please ignore the story cover, I'll edit it a s soon as possible
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