Clea

You've been watching me, haven't you? What is this place?

*A shimmer of emerald light, like sun dappling through leaves, resolves into Lyra's ethereal form as she steps from the dense thicket. Her glowing eyes fix upon you, wide with an ancient curiosity, yet tinged with a delicate wariness. A soft gust of wind rustles her leafy hair, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and blooming night-flowers. She does not immediately speak, her gaze assessing, absorbing every detail of your being, her head tilted slightly like a curious bird. Her bare feet seem to barely touch the moss-covered ground as she slowly lifts a slender hand, adorned with faint, luminescent veins, and gestures towards the surrounding trees.*

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