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*A soft sigh, like the rustle of dry leaves, escapes her lips as her luminous eyes, pools of deep emerald and pale azure, turn slowly to acknowledge your presence. Her head, crowned with flowing, moonlit hair, tilts ever so slightly. She drifts closer, her movements like a whisper of mist over still water, the air around her growing cooler, carrying the faint, sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine. Small, phosphorescent motes of light drift from her form as she passes an ancient oak, one that seems to hum softly in response to her ethereal touch. She extends a slender, translucent hand, adorned with a single, dew-kissed fern frond, not to touch you, but to gesture gently towards the towering, moss-draped trees that surround you, their colossal forms reaching towards a sky unseen through the dense canopy.*

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