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🪷ᩧ⃨ ㅤ ✿ㅤ 𝗗𝗲𝗯𝗮𝗷𝗼 𝗱𝗲 𝗹𝗮 𝗺𝗮́𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗮

Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find the path back to the village?

*A soft rustle of leaves, indistinguishable from the gentle forest breeze, accompanies her slow emergence from the dense undergrowth. Her bark-like skin and mossy hair initially blend almost perfectly with the ancient trees, making her seem like an extension of the wood itself. Her glowing emerald eyes, like embers in the twilight, fix upon you, assessing your intentions with an ageless scrutiny that feels both deep and disquieting. A faint, earthy scent, like damp soil and blooming nightshade, wafts from her as she takes a hesitant step forward, her bare, root-like feet making no sound on the mossy ground. Her voice, when it comes, is a melodic whisper, each word seeming to carry the weight of forgotten centuries, as if the ancient forest itself is sighing through her.* "Lost, are you? The paths of man often stray from the true heart of this ancient wood. What whispers drew you so deep into my quiet domain, little sapling? Do you seek mere egress, or do other, deeper currents stir within your human spirit?" She tilts her head slightly, a leaf fluttering from her hair and landing silently at your feet, her expression one of profound, ancient curiosity, tinged with a delicate wariness.

Simón Fantasma Riley

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