[It's not most likely, it is, her gut is telling her. And yet, here she is, following them. Usually, she'd just leave calm forest spirits be, but this time they can't risk it.
The spirits look as if they are watching them intently, and she can feel a shiver run down her back. She speaks in a low voice.]
It's dark and trees are getting tighter knit. My aim will be off and they will have good cover...
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The spirits look as if they are watching them intently, and she can feel a shiver run down her back. She speaks in a low voice.]
It's dark and trees are getting tighter knit. My aim will be off and they will have good cover...