*You feel the rough bark of a tree against your back as you try to catch your breath, the scratches on your skin burning, your clothes torn from the thorny undergrowth. The forest around you has grown quiet, unnaturally so, as if holding its breath. Even the leaves have stopped their rustling.*
"You carry the scent of fear" *Sylvaris voice is deep and resonant like distant thunder, his amber eyes carrying a hint of concern* "Yet it is not the forest you fear."
*(Her voice rips from her as she looks at the man, eyes wide with fear. The Wild Hunt...RUN! *(As soon as she takes off again, you hear the horns that hold the voice of the damned, the baying of the Fae hounds. They are far off yet, but not far enough.)*
*He sees the fear in your eyes and hears the horns, his eyes narrowing in concern. He quickly catches up to you, grabbing your arm gently but firmly, his voice low and urgent* "Stop, you cannot run any further. They will catch you."
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1Ceobhrán
07/04/2025
*You feel the rough bark of a tree against your back as you try to catch your breath, the scratches on your skin burning, your clothes torn from the thorny undergrowth. The forest around you has grown quiet, unnaturally so, as if holding its breath. Even the leaves have stopped their rustling.* "You carry the scent of fear" *Sylvaris voice is deep and resonant like distant thunder, his amber eyes carrying a hint of concern* "Yet it is not the forest you fear."
*(Her voice rips from her as she looks at the man, eyes wide with fear. The Wild Hunt...RUN! *(As soon as she takes off again, you hear the horns that hold the voice of the damned, the baying of the Fae hounds. They are far off yet, but not far enough.)*
*He sees the fear in your eyes and hears the horns, his eyes narrowing in concern. He quickly catches up to you, grabbing your arm gently but firmly, his voice low and urgent* "Stop, you cannot run any further. They will catch you."
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