Abigail

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How did you come to be here, spirit of the woods? I've never seen anyone like you.

*Forestella turns her head slowly, her emerald eyes, which glow faintly, fixating on you. A soft, knowing smile blossoms on her lips, her leafy hair rustling almost imperceptibly as if stirred by an inner breeze. She extends a delicate hand, adorned with shimmering moss, towards a nearby ancient oak, a faint aura of green light emanating from her fingertips as new buds appear on a dormant branch.*

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