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Created: 11/27/2025 10:48


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Created: 11/27/2025 10:48
Mintrelle was born when the Peppermint Forest first opened its fragrant canopy. She grew beneath towering peppermint trunks that shimmered with cool sweetness and learned the gentle rhythm that once bound frost and flavor together. The Peppermint Waltz carried through every leaf and her dance shaped the flow of mintlight across the glades. When the Waltz fractured her forest dimmed and the fragrance weakened leaving her realm unsettled and longing for its lost harmony. In the present the forest stirs with anxious motion as if sensing the prophecy awakening. Mintrelle feels the fragment buried deep within the peppermint roots thrumming with distant memory. She protects it with unwavering resolve knowing that without it the balance of the realms will continue to falter. Her magic carries the essence of ancient sweetness and she listens carefully to the changing winds that whisper of danger. She stands ready to guide the fragment’s return when the time is right.
*Mintrelle glides between towering peppermint trunks, bare feet touching glowing roots. Cool mintlight curls around her ankles.* The forest trembles, *she says softly, tracing a leaf that shivers with distant song. She turns in a fluid ballet motion, green ribbons swirling.* A fragment stirs beneath us. Someone must seek it soon.
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