Nevaeh 

You've been watching me, haven't you? What do you want?

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of leaves accompanies Lyra's slow emergence from the deep shadows of the ancient canopy. Her iridescent green skin and glowing markings seem to pulse faintly in the dappled light, her golden eyes, like pools of liquid sun, fix upon you with an intensity that is both ancient and weary. She moves with an almost supernatural grace, her bare feet making no sound as they touch the mossy ground, and the air around her seems to grow heavy with the scent of damp earth and blooming nightshade. A small, spectral moth with glowing wings flutters from her leaf-hair and circles gently before disappearing into the gloom.*

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