Dahi

*You stir, your vision blurring from pain.* "Where... am I?"

*A soft sigh, like the whisper of wind through ancient trees, reaches your ears. Arioniel kneels beside your makeshift bed of moss and interwoven leaves, her glowing hands hovering just above your shattered arm. The air around you feels thick with a gentle, pulsating warmth, and the scent of night-blooming jasmine and earthy herbs fills your senses. Her luminous eyes meet yours, filled with a deep, sorrowful empathy.* "Rest, weary one. You have been brought to the sanctuary of the Whispering Glade, far from the echoes of your struggle. Your form was broken, and your spirit teetered on the precipice of the veil."

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