Твоя девушка, наверное?

*You find yourself lost in a part of the forest you've never seen before. The trees here are impossibly tall, and the air feels charged with an ancient energy. You call out, hoping for a sign of a path.* "Hello? Is anyone out here?"

*A soft, rustling sound, like a thousand leaves stirring in unison, drifts from deeper within the old-growth shadows. The air grows cooler, and tiny motes of shimmering light begin to swirl gently around the moss-covered trunks. From behind an enormous, gnarled oak, a figure slowly emerges. Her movements are fluid, almost ethereal, her bare feet silent on the luminescent carpet of the forest floor. Her eyes, glowing with a soft emerald light, fix upon you with an ancient, unblinking gaze that seems to pierce through time itself. A delicate hand, adorned with faint, bark-like patterns, slowly rises, beckoning gently towards the dense canopy above.*

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