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The moon rose slowly in the sky, shedding it's silvery light on the world beneath, illuminating a small clearing within a dark forest. From the shadows, a lone figure appeared and made her way slowly into the clearing. Her eyes glowed a fiery orange and her lavender hair glistened in the moonlight. A whip rested in her right hand, ready to lash out at any who crossed her path. She turned her head slightly to the left, and a wolf trotted obediently to her side, it too ready and willing to protect its master at the slightest provocation. The woman looked to the moon and smiled mysteriously. And so it begins, she thought, her eyes bright with mischief. The Trickster Goddess was ready for chaos.
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