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Young love

ACCALIA'S POV

"Ah, young love," he said, his voice filled with nostalgia. "Reminds me of the time when I first laid eyes on my beloved Eliza."

Don and I exchanged amused glances, curious to hear the chief Orel's tale. "Do tell us, Chief," I said, motioning for him to join us by the fire.

Settling down beside us, Orel began his story, his voice tinged with warmth and humor. "Eliza was the most beautiful woman in the village," he began, a dreamy look crossing his weathered features. "And I, well, I was just a simple farmer with dreams of one day winning her heart."

"It all started many moons ago," Elder Orel continued, his gaze drifting off into the distance. "Back when I was just a young lad with dreams as big as the mountains themselves."

He paused for dramatic effect, drawing us all in with bated breath.

"I was smitten by a lass by the name of Eliza," he confessed, a wistful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "She was the most beautiful girl in the village, with hair as golden
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