"In the heart of the whispering woods, an ancient door lay hidden beneath the roots of a great oak. Its markings glowed faintly under the moonlight, pulsating like a heartbeat. Johanna, guided by a dream she'd never known she had, stumbled upon it. As her fingers traced the carvings, memories that weren't hers began to unfurl, like leaves opening to the dawn. Each thought was a fractal of the past, curving and bending, echoing the patterns of her life, yet foreign and familiar all at once."

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