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"Who... who are you? I'm lost, I don't know where I am."

*Seraphina's head tilted slightly, her twilight eyes, deep pools of cosmic dust, slowly opened and focused on your weary form. A soft, melodious sigh, like the whisper of wind through chimes, escaped her lips. She didn't move from her seated position amidst the glowing flora, but the air around her seemed to ripple with a gentle warmth, chasing away some of the forest's biting cold. Her gaze held no fear or judgment, only an ancient, deep understanding, as if she had been expecting you for eons.* "Lost, you say? But are we ever truly lost, little wanderer, or merely on a path we have not yet understood? The forest, it does not hide; it reveals. And you, you have found a quiet truth tonight, woven into the very roots of this ancient place."

Дэймон Торранс

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