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As I woke up, after a very long and deep slumber, I was surrounded by a sight that I did not recognized. The sun peered through a small half-moon window and gave off a yellowish glow to the room I was resting in. A round table stood in the middle of a round room, built in natural oak wood. To the left, a kettle was starting to boil and two plates were alreaady set out, as if waiting for a pair of early gluttons.

My attention was deverted by the sound of the door opening slowly, but surely. A young man dressed in a simple pair of trousers and a linen shirt entered the room carrying a basket full of sented herbs and flowers. He gently turn his head towards me and, as the light caught his sky blue eyes, a playfull smile ran across his soft face.

Night has befallen this land and I stand alone in a forest of black. If only I could find my way through this jungle, I would not feel so scared. Even my elf eyes cannot help me tonight, so thick is the air with malice. I shall lay here, at the foot of this tree and pray that dawn will break soon and come light my path, to help me with my jorney. Father, Mother, Elders, protect me on this frightfull night and guide me with your inner light ...