"The forest remembers. As long as I draw breath, its story will not end."

In the heart of the swamp near Mt. Maria Makiling, Monang, a druid well known to the villagers, walks with purpose. She is a guardian, not a mystery, but a living legend among the people. Her presence commands respect, as she carries the burden of protecting the ancient forest—a duty passed down from a circle of druids long gone.

The land responds to Monang; her touch brings life to the soil, her breath stirs the winds, and the swamp bends to her will. Though time has claimed her companions, she remains steadfast, defying the encroaching decay that threatens the forest.

By her side, a quiet companion lingers, a subtle presence in her world, as Monang continues her vigil. The villagers speak of her with reverence, knowing that as long as she breathes, Mt. Maria Makiling will stand, untouched by the greed of man.

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