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The Forests Grasp.
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Concluida, Has publicado ago 22, 2025
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Ah yes, wondering through the woods. In the sunny mornings, you walk along the path and see the chirping birds and the wind slowly passing by. You watch as the morning turns into the afternoon, and slowly, it turns into a dark abyss. You know you should get back home, but you don't. You walk and walk until you spot something. No, some things. The once chirping birds now lifeless on the floor and blood scattered across the dirt. You think nothing's wrong. Probably predators. But then, you see... Trees twitching? Something is wrong. And you know it. You try to escape but you can't. You know the way back but when you get where you started... There are just more trees and the wild. It's too late. You're now one with the forest. This, is the Forests Grasp.
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