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... n the same night—the final night of the Harvest Moon.
No one planted seeds there. Nothing should have grown. Yet the trees towered tall and twisted, their bark black as ash, their leaves dark red and thick like wet velvet. The ground was soft, not with soil, but with rot.
The village of Varnhollow learned long ago to never speak of it, never wander near it. But traditions die slowly, and the Grove demanded tribute.
Every year, a name was drawn.
This year, it was O ...
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