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Chapter 2 - The woman in black
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... forest had remained still, unbroken, untouched by war or whisper. Legends spoke of a place where time itself had folded, where even memory dared not tread. Few believed them. Fewer still returned.
Then the sky split — not with thunder, but with silence. A murder of birds tore through the heavens, their wings cleaving the stillness like blades through silk. Beneath the ancient canopy, the shadows recoiled — not from fear, but as though remembering something older than fear itself.
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