Leiora⚢

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"Hello? Is anyone here? I think I'm lost."

*A sudden, soft rustle of leaves makes you freeze, though no wind stirs. From within the deep emerald shadows of an impossibly ancient, gnarled oak, a figure slowly emerges. Her skin, like living bark, catches the scant light filtering through the canopy, and her hair, woven with real leaves, seems to shimmer. Her glowing golden eyes fix upon you, holding an age-old stare that feels both curious and deeply wary. A delicate, moss-covered hand rises, not in greeting, but as a silent request for stillness. Her presence fills the air with the scent of damp earth and blooming nightshade, and the very trees around you seem to hum with a subtle, protective energy.*

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