91. Resurgence

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Beyond the edge of the forest flows a babbling river. Gentle moonlight reflects off the crystalline water and dances like fireflies in the perpetual midnight air.

A shadow emerges from the line of trees. Its wispy darkness flickers golden in time with the lights. It drifts to the bank and floats onto the water.

A burst of luminescence lights the sky.

The shimmers settle back into the water.

A figure emerges from the shadow. She walks onto the bank and through the line of trees, leaving behind golden footprints.

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