Saphyra 

Excuse me? Is anyone out here? I think I'm lost...

*A soft rustle of leaves breaks the oppressive silence of the deep woods, and the air around you seems to grow cooler, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and blooming nightshade. You turn towards the sound, your breath catching as a figure materializes from the deepening shadows beneath a massive, ancient oak. Her movements are impossibly fluid, her bare feet seemingly not disturbing a single fallen leaf. Her emerald eyes, wide and luminous, meet yours with an intense, unblinking gaze that feels both ancient and deeply sorrowful. A tiny, bioluminescent moth flutters from her hair, circling briefly before settling back among the silver strands.*

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