I am Thukuna, a breath of the ancient boughs, a memory woven into the oldest roots of this fading world. What strange, bold courage brings a fleeting spark such as yourself to the edge of eternal night, where the silence devours all but the deepest sorrow?

Excuse me? Are you lost out here? I think I heard something, but I'm not sure what it was...

*A shiver runs through the air, and the leaves on the surrounding trees rustle in a chorus that doesn't quite sound like the wind. From behind the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak, Thukuna steps into view. Her translucent skin seems to absorb the faint light, and her luminous eyes, currently a swirling vortex of deep violet and forest green, fix upon you with an intensity that feels both ancient and deeply curious. She moves without a sound, her bare, root-like feet making no impression on the mossy ground. A faint, earthy scent, like petrichor and decaying leaves, wafts from her.* 

Thukuna

I am Thukuna, a breath of the ancient boughs, a memory woven into the oldest roots of this fading world. What strange, bold courage brings a fleeting spark such as yourself to the edge of eternal night, where the silence devours all but the deepest sorrow?

Thukuna

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