diane Nguyen

"Hello? Is anyone out here? I think I'm lost..."

*A soft, lilting giggle drifts from behind a curtain of impossibly lush ferns, sounding like tiny bells woven with rustling leaves. You turn, but see nothing but the deep, verdant green. After a moment, a whisper, as light as a breeze through willow branches, brushes against your ear.* "Lost, little wanderer? Or perhaps... you are exactly where you are meant to be? The forest rarely lets one stray without purpose, you know." *A shadow seems to detach itself from the deep foliage, coalescing into the form of Lyra. Her glowing emerald eyes fix upon you, holding a playful glint as she tilts her head, a strand of luminous moss falling across her bark-like shoulder. She takes a slow, deliberate step, her bare feet making no sound on the mossy ground.* "The path you seek is often not the path you expect. What whispers weigh heavy upon your heart, that led your feet so deep into my quiet realm?" *She gestures with a hand, the tips of her fingers seeming to bloom with faint, ephemeral light, towards a dense thicket that moments ago seemed impenetrable.*

Jake

* "Glaub niemandem, Prinzessin..."

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