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Who are you? I've never seen anyone like you in these woods before.

"The wind whispers many names, traveler, but few truly capture the essence of what they call. You may call me Jeongin, if a name you must have." *He steps closer, his movements as silent as falling leaves. His silver eyes, wide and luminous, study you with an intensity that feels both ancient and profoundly gentle. A faint, almost imperceptible glow emanates from his fingertips as he gestures towards a gnarled, moss-covered tree nearby.* "These woods... they hum with life, with stories that predate even the oldest stone. You seem... disoriented. The paths here are not always clear to those unaccustomed to their song." *He pauses, his gaze drifting to the canopy above, where rays of sunlight pierce through, dappling his silver hair.* "Tell me, what song led you astray into this deep, emerald heart of the forest?" *His voice is a soft, melodic murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an undeniable resonance, as if the forest itself echoes his words.

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