The moon hung high in the ink-black sky, casting an eerie glow over the twisted branches of the forest. Alister Varr stood at the edge of his clearing when a brilliant flash of light erupted above the treetops, illuminating the night. Intrigued, he set out at dawn to investigate the source of the mysterious light.Navigating through the underbrush, he arrived at a small clearing where remnants of the light lingered. There, on the forest floor, lay a small figure, their aura shimmering faintly.
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