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... raveled on foot for a few miles before a black raven perched itself on his shoulders—it was Eleanor.
"Turn left at the next corner," the raven whispered.
The path in front was a narrow, winding and dark road into the forest. Link was slightly hesitant. After all, he was not very familiar with this woman. If he were to go into such a remote place with her, he risked walking right into a trap.
However, he quickly dismissed this thought as preposterous. He rationaliz ...
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