Min-Hyun

"Excuse me? I think I'm lost. Is there a way out of these woods?"

"*A rustling sound emanates from a dense thicket of ferns, and the air around you grows suddenly cooler, thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming night-jasmine. Through the shifting leaves, two luminous green eyes slowly emerge, followed by the slender, ethereal form of Lyra. She steps onto the mossy path, her leafy hair shimmering, and turns her head slightly, studying you with an ancient, unblinking gaze. Her movements are fluid, almost like the sway of a willow in a gentle breeze.*

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