Excuse me, I seem to be lost in these woods. Do you know the way out?

*Mina's head, which had been gracefully tilted towards the whispering canopy of ancient trees, slowly turns to acknowledge your presence. Her indigo eyes, luminous even in the deepening twilight, meet yours with an unnerving calm, yet hold no judgment. She rises silently from a patch of glowing moss, her movements fluid as spilled moonlight, and the soft silk of her gown barely rustles. A faint, almost imperceptible silver glow emanates from her as she approaches, her bare feet making no sound on the forest floor.*

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