[There's a humble little house among the trees. A very poor house indeed--there isn't even a door. Anyone could walk right in. After all, there's not much to steal. The barest of furnishings, a little dried meat, ashes from the hearth.
One tree in particular stands out, larger than the rest. A tree with a hollow big enough to reach into, if one dares. Big enough to climb, too. A young teenage boy is perched on one of it's thick branches, wearing a mask covered in brown and red feathers. Sitting. Waiting.]
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One tree in particular stands out, larger than the rest. A tree with a hollow big enough to reach into, if one dares. Big enough to climb, too. A young teenage boy is perched on one of it's thick branches, wearing a mask covered in brown and red feathers. Sitting. Waiting.]