The wind carried the scent of feral plants, their petals shimmering under the eerie glow of the moon. The grove whispered with unseen creatures, and a sense of enchantment hung heavy in the atmosphere. A lone figure moved through the brush, its goal shrouded in darkness. A Crown of Cloves Deep within the ancient forest of Eldoria, where sunlight
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