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... wind forgets to blow, there lies a grove untouched by time. The trees there are tall and silent, their trunks pale and smooth as bone. Locals call it The Rootgrave, and none who’ve entered have ever returned unchanged—if they returned at all.
Mira Dalwyn had no fear of such tales. She was a herbalist, trained in the old ways, and believed the forest whispered only to those who listened. So when her mother fell ill and the village healer spoke of a cure that grew in the Rootgrave, Mira p ...
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