2″IVELLE, continues walking, her eyes full of fear, umsure where she is, or even why she wandered into these deep, dark, tall trees! She takes many turns, trying to find her way out. When she hears a crack.. like a stick, so she calls out, looking at the direction where the sound was heard, her white clear wings fluttering when she spoke, in a quiet, soft voice. "H-hello?..."
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