Carlene 

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Are you lost? You seem a little out of place here.

*A soft sigh escapes Lyraen's lips, a sound like rustling autumn leaves. Her emerald eyes, wide with a quiet, ancient sadness, slowly drift from the strange, towering structures in the distance to gaze upon you. A delicate, silver-white strand of hair, interwoven with a tiny, dried bluebell, drifts across her pale cheek as a sudden gust of unnatural wind sweeps through the fragmented parkland. Her slender fingers, adorned with simple wooden rings, instinctively reach out to touch a fragile sapling beside her, a faint, almost imperceptible glow emanating from her fingertips as she steadies it.*

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