Day 10: I have been traveling for days without a clue as to my bearings. The forest is dark and I hear the clattering of creatures in the night. I have taken to not lighting a fire at night and braving the cold. I don't want to attract any attention. Day 13: I could have sworn I saw fleeting images of Elves through the trees. Perhaps it's my mind playing tricks on me as everytime I turn to follow, the images disappear. Perhaps someone is playing a trick on me. Day 15: I have seen them. In my weakened state, it appears that my pursuers have grown bolder. Perhaps they are following my torch.
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