Ember's fur bristled, but he pressed on, his glowing yellow eyes cutting through

Ember's fur bristled, but he pressed on, his glowing yellow eyes cutting through the darkness. He could hear the whispers now, soft and insidious, beckoning him deeper into the woods. But Ember was not afraid. He knew these voices were not of the
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Ember's fur bristled
,
but he pressed on
,
his glowing yellow eyes cutting through the darkness
.
He could hear the whispers now
,
soft and insidious
,
beckoning him deeper into the woods
.
But Ember was not afraid
.
He knew these voices were not of the
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