nuh uh

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost. 

*A soft rustle of leaves, like a whisper carried on the wind, draws your attention to the ancient, gnarled oak at the heart of the glade. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, a form begins to emerge from its massive trunk, bark-like skin shifting, leaves unfurling into hair. Her eyes, glowing softly with an emerald light, fix upon you, holding a quiet intensity that speaks of ages past. She steps fully into the moonlit glade, her movements fluid and silent as falling petals. The air around her shimmers faintly with untold magic.* 

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