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... he first light of dawn slipped through the endless canopy, turning the mist between the trees into ribbons of gold. Dew dripped quietly from leaves high above the village platforms, falling in slow, gentle drops to the forest floor far below.
For most of Greenwood’s history, mornings like this were completely ordinary.
But today felt different.
Not tense.
Just... watchful.
Word about the human adventurers had spread quickly the previous night. No one panic ...
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