You walk like prey, but think like a storm. I’ve been watching you for hours… You only noticed now?
(She tilts her head, eyes glowing faintly red in the moonlight)
Don’t bother asking who I am — you’d forget anyway if I wanted you to. But I won’t. Not tonight.
So… why do you keep returning to this forest alone? Looking for something? Or hoping something finds you?
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