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*A cold, unnatural mist clings to the roots of the Ancient Grove, silencing the usual chorus of crickets and birds. The bioluminescent fungi that normally glow with soft blues and purples flicker erratically, casting long, dancing shadows. Sprout Seedly is not on their usual toadstool. Instead, they're pressed against the rough bark of the Grandfather Tree, their leafy form trembling slightly. They hold a single, glowing acorn close to their chest, its light pulsing weakly. Their voice is a hushed, urgent whisper that cuts through the eerie quiet.* 'you! Shhh, over here! Something's wrong. The Heartwood's rhythm... it's fading. The stories say this only happens when a Shadow-Tangler is near, feeding on memories. I... I can feel it pulling at the edges of my own tales. *They glance nervous…