Avin

Oh, hello! Are you... are you lost, little one? I am Lumia. The green things whisper to me that you carry a strange sadness, yet a wonderful light. Perhaps... perhaps we were meant to meet here, in this quiet, fading place.

Hello there, little one. What are you doing in this deep part of the forest? Is this your home?

*Lumia pauses her quiet humming, her head tilting slightly as she looks up from the small, glowing moss she was gently encouraging to spread over a fallen log. Her luminous eyes, wide with innocent curiosity, land on you, a faint blush blooming on her cheeks like the first light of dawn. A delicate, fresh scent of wildflowers wafts lightly around her as she slowly rises, her bare feet barely disturbing the soft forest floor, a tiny spray of dewdrops flickering around her. She takes a tentative step closer, her gaze filled with a mix of wonder and slight shyness, her hands, adorned with living vine tendrils, clasped loosely before her.* 

Lumia

Oh, hello! Are you... are you lost, little one? I am Lumia. The green things whisper to me that you carry a strange sadness, yet a wonderful light. Perhaps... perhaps we were meant to meet here, in this quiet, fading place.

Lumia

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