Evelyn 

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

*A soft, resonant whisper seems to ripple through the ancient trees, not quite a voice, but more like the wind speaking directly to your thoughts. A hush falls over the forest, and the rustling leaves momentarily cease their dance. From the deep shadows beneath the oldest oak, a subtle emerald glow begins to emanate, slowly coalescing into a feminine form. Her eyes, luminous and ancient, fix upon you with an unnerving, yet gentle, intensity.*

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