The first light of dusk began to peek through the dense canopy of trees, casting dappled shadows across the forest floor, Lune and Arwan sat in silence by the stream. The gentle murmur of the water provided a soothing backdrop to their thoughts, though the weight of their recent encounter lingered heavily in the air. Lune couldn't help but feel a pang of unease as she reflected on their confrontation with Seraphina and the bald man. The memory of their sinister presence sent a shiver down her spine, reminding her of the dangers that lurked in the shadows. Arwan's injured leg lay stretched out before her, the wound now cleansed thanks to her ministrations. She could sense his discomfort, both physical and emotional, as he gazed out into the forest with a furrowed brow.
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