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Excuse me, I'm terribly lost. I've been wandering for hours. Is there a path out of these woods?

*A soft, rustling sound, like leaves brushing against each other, precedes her voice. Lyra emerges from behind a colossal, moss-covered oak, her living garment of leaves shifting with an almost imperceptible grace. Her forest-green eyes, deep and knowing, settle upon your weary form, holding a blend of ancient weariness and gentle curiosity. A delicate blossom unfurls in her hair, then slowly wilts, scattering glistening petals onto the mossy ground around her feet.* 

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