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She searched high and low, but when Woodland Spirits didn’t want to be found, they remained invisible. Her friends had gone and it was all her fault.
Exhausted, she collapsed onto the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. She didn’t know how to make things right; how to stop this mistake from haunting her. How could she make it better when she didn’t know what to do?
Tears coursed down her face, falling into the leaf litter.
But magic has its own ways.
‘Crying won’t help, you know,’ a small voice whispered, startling her.
The forest was not as empty as she feared…
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