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Leo walked beneath the canopy of the Silver Willow Grove, where the air hummed with faint light. He clutched a heavy wooden box against his chest, shielding it from the cooling breeze. Everyone in the village avoided the forest, claiming it was too strange for human hearts. But Leo found the silence here to be a comfort, not a threat.
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He found Maya sitting near a root, her face lined with concern as she tended to a fallen starling. Her blonde hair fell in neat braids over her forest green coat. She did not look up, but her hands moved with a practiced, steady grace. 'Nature only asks for a little kindness,' she murmured, her voice barely audible over the leaves.
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