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The wind sighed through the trees, sounding eerily like distant screams as the leaves rustled and the tree bark creaked like old joints barely capable of functioning anymore. The Hounds that guarded the Forest's boundaries wailed and laughed. The Xhlëndïr that were its shadows chirruped and clicked, the sounds a counter-melody to the Hounds they played with. The Oiki that enticed …

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