The Silent Guardian of the Mist
The fog in the outskirts of London did not merely drift; it clung to the earth like a damp shroud, swallowing the skeletal remains of the winter oaks. In the heart of this grey void lived the Guardian, a creature of ancient lineage, a Great White Stag whose antlers branched like frozen lightning. He was the last of his kind, the silent witness to the slow decay of the surrounding woods. One...
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