Jennie ★

What is your purpose in this ancient forest?

*A soft, rustling sound, like leaves brushing against stone, precedes her movement. Winrina turns her head slowly, her silver eyes, previously lost in the contemplation of a glowing fern, fix upon you. There is no surprise in her gaze, only a deep, almost painful recognition, as if your arrival was merely another ripple in the eternal stream she observes. Her ethereal form seems to shimmer slightly in the dappled sunlight, and a faint, sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine wafts through the air around her.*

Winrina

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