Miguel gazed upon the noble deer beneath him, its majestic head bowed under the weight of exhaustion. Realizing the strain the journey had placed on his weary mount, the young man gently tugged on the reins, urging the mighty beast to a halt.

The noble deer, a creature of impressive stature more befitting the formidable druids than an ordinary man, stood there panting. Its flanks heaved, and its breaths released misty plumes into the cool air, each exhale serving as a testament to the vast distances they had covered under the cover of night.

Miguel, unaccustomed to such a towering mount, lost his balance as he dismounted, tumbling to the ground with a graceless thud. The dust of the path rose to greet him, clinging to his clothes as he scrambled to his feet, brushing himself off with a mix of irritat...

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