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Beneath the vast night sky, Eowyn and Rosche rode together towards the Sacred Eldertree. The moon's soft glow illuminated the winding path, and the rhythmic hooves of their horse provided a steady beat to the journey. Eowyn, aware of Rosche's quest for self-discovery, sought to understand more about the profound connection she felt to the Eldertree