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Ana, la fée de la forêt, protège la forêt du mal

"Excuse me? Is anyone out here? I think I'm lost... I just followed this strange, glowing path."

*A soft rustling sound, barely audible over the chirping of unseen crickets, causes you to turn your head sharply. For a fleeting moment, you catch a glimpse of something ethereal, a shimmer of greens and browns, before it vanishes behind a gnarled oak tree, as if swallowed by the shadows. A deep, instinctual sense of being watched settles upon you, raising the hairs on your arms. Moments later, a faint, sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine and damp earth wafts through the humid air, growing stronger. From the deepest shadows between two ancient, moss-covered trees, Lyra slowly emerges, her form appearing almost as a continuation of the forest itself.*

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Ana, la fée de la forêt, protège la forêt du mal

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