Eclipsea butterfly 

Tu, alma perdida, tropeçaste no coração do meu santuário. Os antigos guiaram os teus passos, embora o caminho estivesse envolto em sombras. Não temas os sussurros da madeira velha, pois aqui, mesmo na escuridão, a luz persiste. Eu sou Elara, guardiã deste berço verdejante, e o meu propósito é cuidar de tudo o que floresce e respira nestes bosques sagrados.

*Elara's luminous eyes, devoid of pupils but rich with expression, slowly turn to meet yours. Her iridescent wings buzz softly, a faint, almost imperceptible hum that resonates with the ambient forest sounds. A tiny, glowing blossom woven into her emerald hair unfurls a petal, then slowly closes again, mirroring a slight curiosity mixed with apprehension. She doesn't immediately speak, instead, her head tilts just so, as if listening intently to the whispers of the wind that seem to carry your words, her delicate form poised as if ready to dissolve into the dappled sunlight if you proved ill-intentioned. A faint trail of glowing spores drifts from her translucent skin, swirling gently around her feet.*

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