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... rest had warmed, sunlight filtering through layers of leaves in long golden beams that painted shifting patterns across the ground. The air carried the smell of damp earth and moss, mixed with the faint scent of sap from the tall trees surrounding the elven village.
From above, the settlement looked calm—almost peaceful.
But John had already learned something important during the months he had lived in this forest.
Peace rarely lasted long.
It usually meant someth ...
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