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... and sadness. This had been a beautiful grove where ancient oaks had once spread their boughs, their leaves eagerly soaking up the light of the sun. She missed the thuds of acorns hitting the vibrant moss that carpeted the ground in a cloak of green, and the saplings that sprouted shyly every spring. Aliandra had given her a good home in her dungeon, but her heart was bound in truth to this land and the forest that had once stood, proud and majestic where now only death and blight remained.
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