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... il showed neither haste nor hesitation.
The branches, some so twisted they resembled deformed hands, curved over the makeshift path, forming a natural canopy. The air was saturated with moisture and smelled of old moss—and, for those paying attention, there was a low whisper coming from all directions, as if the forest were chattering among itself about the group’s presence.
Titania hovered a few meters ahead, her wings beating with a soft, almost imperceptible glow, guiding them ...
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