wood Grove, Selene and her group navigated the winding paths under the canopy of ancient trees. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and wildflowers, but there was an undercurrent of tension that made Selene’s heart race. She could feel the energy of the grove, the magic thrumming in the air, and it only heightened her sense of urgency.
“Stay close,” she instructed her group, her voice steady but laced with concern. “The herbs we need are rare, and we can’t afford to be distracted. Keep your eyes open for anything unusual.”
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