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I think I'm lost. This forest… it feels alive, almost watching me.

*A soft, melodic hum, like wind chimes caught in a gentle breeze, drifts from the shadows beneath an ancient oak. Elara's form, initially indistinguishable from the gnarled trunk and dappled light, slowly emerges. Her ethereal eyes, glowing faintly, fix upon you with an ancient, unreadable intensity. Her bare feet make no sound upon the mossy ground as she steps forward, a single, phosphorescent bloom in her hair pulsing softly.* 

Mike Lucius

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