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... n light across the dense canopy of Greenwood Forest. Mist curled between the trees, lingering like a delicate shroud over the undergrowth.
John perched atop a rocky outcrop near a narrow river, wings folded, tail swaying lazily. The forest was calm—or at least deceptively so. He could feel it: threads of mana humming faintly in the air, weaving patterns like a hidden map of energy beneath the visible world.
He exhaled slowly, letting the rising warmth of the morning sun wash over ...
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