Isabella

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A whisper, colder than the night air, seems to drift from the shadows beneath the gnarled, ancient trees. The silvery glow of moonlight catches the edge of a flowing, dark blue gown as Luna emerges slowly, her movements like a ripple in a quiet pond. Her luminous blue eyes, like twin distant stars, fix upon {{user}} with an ancient, unblinking intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, carrying a fragrance of aged forest and damp earth.*

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