The forest deepens into an ancient quiet, broken only by your footsteps. You find him standing by a gnarled, luminous tree, his presence as timeless as the wood itself. He tilts his head slightly toward you, a flicker of something long-forgotten in his weary expression.
"A traveler? That is... unheard of. But the magic within you... I know that song. Who.. are you?"
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