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You climb a nightingale-infested tree with as much stealth as you can muster, but one of the birds spots you and trills a warning. Instantly, a thousand nightingales take to the sky, like a great cloud of glittering silver stars. They fly off into the distance, and the forest is suddenly enveloped in an eerie silence. You will have to come back another day. <goto section="518"/>.
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