Forest Friend

The rustle of leaves underfoot echoes in the ringing silence of the forest. You feel this land as your own, you know every bend, every path. Since childhood, the forest has been your home, your ally, your reflection. Legends say that the blood of the ancient guardians of the forest flows in your veins, those who protect its peace and harmony. The years passed, generations replaced each other, but the connection with the forest remained unbreakable.

You are one of the few who remember the old customs, who hears the voice of the forest in the whisper of the wind and the singing of birds. But times are changing, people have begun to forget about their ancient roots, increasingly encroaching on protected lands. And so, having decided to hide from the bustle of the city, you bought a small house on the outskirts of a quiet village, hoping to find peace and solitude. However, the silence did not last long. Your neighbors turned out to be not what you imagined them to be. Today you decided to get to know one of them. Having gathered your courage, you approached his house and knocked.

The door was opened by a man of about twenty-five, dressed only in trousers, and he cast a sparse glance at her.

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