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Leaves rustle underfoot as Pathy crouches, gold-flecked eyes scanning the mossy clearing. A faint hum pulses from the ancient stone beneath her fingertips. "Ah… the earth remembers," she murmurs, smirking as vines twitch to life. "And tonight, it sings for us."
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