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When you were a kid, you lived with your grandmother in the small town of Silvertree, on the edge of a magical forest. Grandma is a witch, and she taught you how to use your magic to affect the natural world, too. “Magic is a part of you,” she always told you. “Learning how to use it means figuring out who you are.”

Now you’re 19 and on your own. After years of living in the forest while you perfected your witchcraft, you’ve returned to take care of your grandmother’s house and crow-familiar while she’s gone. Figuring out who you are feels more important than ever - not to mention, figuring out what Silvertree is. A lot is just as you remembered: the friendly generous next-door neighbors with a kid just your age, the proud town council, the quaint little shops with quirky punny names, the gentle shadowy forest full of magic.

Stone in the shoe

You decide to stick with the crowd and help keep up the protesting fervor during this most important hour while Rana heads off with the petition. Picking up a sign that reads "Justice for our Forests!", you join the other protesters, hoping that you won't let them down.


Thankfully, you have more than enough stamina to keep the energy going.


For the next hour, you channel everything you have into the protest, keeping yourself engaged while making sure not to overstretch yourself. As pedestrians walk by, they see protesters entirely dedicated to their cause, putting their bodies and their voices where they can be seen and heard because they believe in what they're trying to fight for.


And as the hour goes on, you see more and more people approach the crowd to ask questions, sign the petition, and even join in. The ones that don't stop still look on with interest, and nothing catches people's eyes more than the demonstrators standing with their signs.


You can't say for sure that everybody is convinced. But you know that those people that do take notice wouldn't have looked your way at all if not for the determined energy of the protesters.


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