The Forest's Oath
## Act I: The Descent (20%) The wind howled across the Yorkshire moors like a wounded thing, rattling the broken panes of the small cottage. Eleanor Crawford stirred the meager fire with a stick of rotting wood. Her mother, Agnes, lay on the straw mattress, her breathing shallow and ragged. "Mother," Eleanor whispered, "I'll find something. Anything." The pantry held nothing but a crust of...
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