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Villager: Mara

As wind whispered its sweet song through the forest the trees swayed in some unknown rhythm dancing to the song of the wind. leaves and twigs crunched under the paws of an unknown figure who trotted through the shadows of the forest. summer wild flowers bathed in sunlight, in a meadow the clearing in the trees formed a perfect circle, emerging from the shadows a grey figure walked into the sunlight basking in its warmth. wild flowers and twigs entangled themselves in the hair of what looked like could be just a girl from the village. but as she turned to look at the ground you could see he eyes were a grey violet, she was blind. through out all the villages there were story's and legends of a blind forest witch who's eyes could see the soul. though the girl was no witch, she was a forest nymph a goddess of nature, her name, was Mara.

paintie by: Starseeker