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Gnawing
As he pondered these questions, the forest around him seemed to close in, the shadows growing darker and more ominous. The air was thick with tension, and he felt as if he was walking a tightrope, one wrong move away from disaster. He tried to steady his breathing, calming his racing heart, but the fear was a living thing within him, gnawing at the edges of his mind.
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