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You are drifting Through A Red Forest. For some reason your feet are bare, but you are still wearing a robe. There are flowers blossoming and trailing red petals where your footsteps would be. You can see red dew drops glistening upon the veined fronds of ferns, the delicate vascular paths traced upon the succulent throats of quivering plants and branches, as they sway and tremble in a silent wind.
