A Folklore Cure

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I think I hear some one

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R-R-R-R-R-H

Hello Child.

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Who’ s there?

I Wasn’ t ...

Why do you hurt my trees, child?

I was scraping medicinal dust off the tree.

Back in my village...

... My parents are ill.

They have the Winter Bull’ s Fever.

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The Winter Bull’ s fever...?

That is unfortunate... Perhaps, perhaps my children won’ t miss a little scrapings so much.

Just...

Thank You Forest Master!

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The scrapings you’ ve collected so far...

... Are poisoned. You needed my permission. Haha, child, calm yourself.

Your’ re worries are for nought My curse will be a blessing

As long as you carry this token of mine, 6

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Your kindness has touched me, child. Rest now, knowing these trials are at an end.

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