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The surroundings appeared strangely familiar, almost like a vivid dream that felt startlingly real.
The vast expanse of the pasture stretched out before her, adorned with a colorful array of beautiful flowers. In the distance, densely packed trees beckoned, promising hidden secrets within their foliage.
As she proceeded deeper into the landscape, a sudden glitch distorted her perception, causing the environment to flicker like a holographic display caught in temporal disarray. In the blink of an eye, Freya found herself transported into the heart of a dense woodland.
There, mere meters ahead, she caught sight of her mother. Her mother seemed lost, as if in search of someone or something, her gaze scanning the surroundings with a mixture of hope and longing.
