Child of the Forest's Whisper

She tread through a timeworn forest, her shoes barely disturbing a sound. Moonlight dappled the earth in patches of gold. The atmosphere was still with an aroma of wet earth and death. He tuned to the whispers of twigs, each one holding a message from the forest. ul li He was brought up in this holy realm. li His kinsfolk were the the trees. li Th

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