Glade JollinHer footsteps seemed to echo throughout the wood. Not a creature stirred as she made her rounds, ensuring all was well. She has walked this path every night since the birth of this place, and will continue to do so until its death. Her starlit walks are always unique, however. Night after night, the stars continue to move and change. Glimpses of the small lights decorating the night sky remind her that time continues to flow, though the forest may remain unchanged. She's watched countless friends live, grow old, and eventually die. But time moves forward, as must she.
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