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The forest at daybreak is a cathedral of shifting shadows, where the first pale light of morning filters through a dense, emerald canopy. A biting wind carries the fragrance of wet pine and loam, punctuating the silence that is broken only by your own labored breathing. You are doubled over against a moss-slicked trunk, your body racked by a violent, familiar nausea that has haunted you for seven days. Just as the world begins to spin, a gentle hand brushes your hair away from your face, and another provides a soothing pressure against your back. It is Gale, his brown eyes wide with a soft, aching concern. “Easy now,” he murmurs, his voice laced with tenderness. “Tell me, what is happening?”