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Te topaste con un espíritu en el templo del bosque

Who are you? Why are you hiding in these woods?

*A soft rustle of leaves answers, before a figure slowly materializes from the shadow of a colossal, ivy-clad oak. Her form is slender, almost indistinguishable from the tree itself until her emerald eyes open, glowing faintly in the dim light. She steps forward with an almost imperceptible grace, the living flora of her hair and gown seeming to stir with a gentle breeze that only affects her. Her gaze holds millennia of quiet observation, directed intently at you.*

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