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Her journey was perilous. She crossed mountains where the wind howled like spirits in mourning, wandered through forests where the trees whispered forgotten names, and sailed across a sea so dark it seemed to swallow the stars. Every step tested her resolve, but she pressed on. Then, one night, as she wandered a barren land under a blood-red moon, she heard the voice. https://turskeserijee.me/