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Hum.
[i][=#A880D0]I wonder if this forest shall be different than my home.
Well, these red flowers are pretty, to be sure. It was lovely sleeping among them.
Now... I remember traveling here, but... hum, who am I again?
Oh dear. Have I forgotten my own name? How odd.
Well... I suppose for the time being I will call myself the Hat Lady. For, surely, the hat I wear on my head is not a usual occurrence for deer... Three peacock feathers, stuck into violet felt, folded at the brim.
Hum. The Hat Lady. I am quite fond of it, now.
Perhaps I ought to explore this new forest. I can hear faint sounds, the sounds of others...
Pah, I am a silly Lady, to be sure. Why, where has my confidence gone? Hesitant to approach others? Silly me. But I am a stranger, and it will surely seem odd if there are some specialties or procedures here that I know nothing about, and I approach, clueless. Hum, being a stranger is quite difficult.
My, what is this? Ruins of a castle? A church? A fortress? In my old forest the deer would call it "human"...
An interesting structure, to be sure.
More of those lovely red flowers grow around a tilted piece of these ruins. I think I will rest here a slight bit; I seem to still be worn from my travels.
Oh dear, the sun's getting quite hot! I suppose it's time for me to go into the trees again. Hum, I wonder what I'll find next? This forest is a very beautiful place; almost magical. I see little mushroom circles dotting the ground, and patches of sweet little purple flowers...