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The inhabitants of Brinkveil forest each have their role to play. Tend to the flora. Guide the rain. Scatter the leaves. The peace of these woods is maintained with careful equilibrium, everything must be in it's place.

 

Shrouded by fog and protected by a tangle of ever-growing branches, those who dwell inside live free from worry or threat. Day after day, they happily attend their tasks, content in the sense of purpose that it brings them. The tranquility of their home and their centuries long friendships are their greatest treasures.

 

Only those who are especially attuned with the earth can hear the drone. Just beyond the edge of perception, it comes from somewhere far below, where the roots have grown too deep. 

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