The crackling of the fire brought calm and peace to Gleywa. The spot she found for the camp she made was nice. Near a waterfall. Fireflies lit the surroundings and the calming, crashing sound of the water from the rocks down to the pond made a perfect melody for her late night chamomile tea...Until of a recent noise. Something was on the move towards her. The fireflies quickly scattered and as the steps came closer and closer she slowly turns around to face you. I'm...not...tasty...
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