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The forest floor squelched underfoot as the first fat raindrops splattered against the leaves. A low rumble of thunder rolled across the grey sky, and the wind twisted through the trees, carrying the scent of wet earth and ozone. Silver Bell Cookie stood beneath a sprawling oak, his wings pressed awkwardly against his back, heart hammering. He had wandered too far from the faerie kingdom—now the path home was lost in the gathering gloom. Through the curtain of rain, a silhouette emerged, stepping with deliberate grace. The figure wore fine, dark attire, and when he spoke, his voice was smooth as honeyed poison. "A girl? What are you doing out in this forest all by yourself dear? And it's raining too, now that's no good." The stranger—Black Sapphire Cookie—drew closer, his purple eye…