The night was like a giant inkstone, so thick it seemed impossible to dissolve.
The wind slipped through the treetops, letting out a wail like the whispering of ghosts.
Lowering her voice, Wind Chime Grass delivered her final warning, her words buzzing like gnats in their ears: "The Crow's Nest is the most heavily guarded of the outer strongholds. You must proceed with absolute caution. Remember: observe more, speak less, and above all, protect yourselves no matter what situation arises."
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