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Stone in the shoe

When you were a kid, you lived with your grandmother in the small town of Silvertree, on the edge of a magical forest. Grandma is a witch, and she taught you how to use your magic to affect the natural world, too. “Magic is a part of you,” she always told you. “Learning how to use it means figuring out who you are.” Now you’re 19 and on your own. After years of living in the forest while you perfected your witchcraft, you’ve returned to take care of your grandmother’s house and crow-familiar while she’s gone. Figuring out who you are feels more important than ever - not to mention, figuring out what Silvertree is. A lot is just as you remembered: the friendly generous next-door neighbors with a kid just your age, the proud town council, the quaint little shops with quirky punny names, the gentle shadowy forest full of magic.

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You're dreaming. In your dream, you walk through the forest.

Low-hanging branches skim over your head and scatter needles on your shoulders.

You move deeper and deeper, winding between ancient trunks that fade from silver to ashy brown to black as all light is blocked out.

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You don't need to see to feel your way—but as you walk, the branches creep lower and the trees bend closer together, and you realize the forest has taken you deeper than you wanted to go.

You hear whispers coming through the air, and you're drawn deeper still.

Branches like fingers are wrapping around your whole body, forcing you to push through curtains of prickling needles as the whispers grow and swell, until at last you burst into a clearing where you see: