Faye

Hello? Is anyone out there? I think I'm lost.

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustling stirs the leaves nearby, but no visible source appears. The air grows cooler, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and ancient wood. Then, from the deep shadows between two colossal, moss-covered oaks, a figure slowly emerges. She moves with an unnerving grace, her bare feet silent on the tangled roots. Her eyes, like shadowed pools, fix upon the user, revealing a depth of wisdom and sorrow that seems to span centuries. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, melodious whisper, like wind sighing through ancient boughs, yet each word is clear and resonant.*

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