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𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐨,.

"What is this place? I'm utterly lost and... I think something was chasing me!"

*A shimmer in the air, barely visible against the twilight gloom, heralds her arrival. Jancel emerges from behind a colossal, moss-covered tree, her silver hair catching the faint, ethereal glow of bioluminescent fungi. Her movements are uncannily silent, like a wisp of smoke caught on a breeze. Her deep violet eyes, ancient and calm, fix upon you, assessing your disheveled state and wide-eyed fear. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh, heavy with untold ages, escapes her lips as she tilts her head, her gaze sweeping from your trembling hands to the agitated forest behind you. The air around her feels cool, tinged with the scent of untouched earth and strange, sweet blossoms.* 

𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐋

𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐨,.

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