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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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As soon as there's a lull in activity, you get to your feet before you can talk yourself out of it. Dina looks up from her notes and gives you her focused attention; apparently you can make yourself seem a lot more confident than you feel.

"Hi—hi, everyone. My name's Huknock ., and I'd just like to say that I think the most important thing we have to do—as a town—is protect Alberobello Forest from being damaged, or destroyed, by these developments."

Straight away, the crowd reacts with curious—uncertain—disagreeing sounds. Dina, at least, keeps a neutral expression as she considers her reply.

"Yes—I think that's a very important point," she says with a nod. "I respect the conviction you have about this issue—although I would hesitate to say that the forest is in any danger of being destroyed. Is there anything in particular that makes you feel strongly about this?"

"Just that it's part of the world we all live in, and if there's nothing left of the natural world—"

"But we don't all live in the forest," someone interrupts from the other side of the hall. "We live in this town, and we need jobs here or we'll—"

"Please, everyone, wait your turn if you have something to say," Dina reminds the crowd. "This is an open floor, not a debate. If you'd like to make your own point about something, you'll get a chance very soon."

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