[ there's a sound of crunching and rustling leaves, and what can be assumed to be hands fumbling over the journal. there's a pause for a moment before a nervous chuckle is heard. ] W...what the heck is this place? A forest? But how... Hey-- ow-- something's pinching my back...
..wings? Where did these things come from?
Haha.. this sure doesn't
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