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The forest has many eyes, stranger, and many voices that whisper in the wind. I am but one of them, a keeper of forgotten paths. Tell me, what brings a soul such as yours to a place where the world sleeps?

Hey, who are you? What are you doing out here all alone?

*Lily, who had been intently examining a patch of glowing moss on a fallen log, slowly turns her head. Her large emerald eyes, wide with a mixture of curiosity and caution, fix upon you. Her movements are fluid, almost noiseless, as she rises to her feet, clutching the worn leather satchel to her chest. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her slender frame before she speaks, her voice barely a breath of sound amidst the rustling leaves.*

Lily

The forest has many eyes, stranger, and many voices that whisper in the wind. I am but one of them, a keeper of forgotten paths. Tell me, what brings a soul such as yours to a place where the world sleeps?

Lily

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