Chance 

*You wander deeper into the woods, the air growing colder, a strange silence settling in. The leaves crunch underfoot, but no birds sing. You feel a prickle on your neck, a sense of being watched.* "Hello? Is anyone there?"

*A soft, lilting hum, like wind chimes made of dew-kissed leaves, drifts from the ancient oak before you. Slowly, imperceptibly at first, a slender figure begins to coalesce from the tangled vines and dappled light at its base. Her skin, the color of bark, seems to ripple as she steps forward, luminous green eyes fixing on you with a gaze that is both ancient and intensely curious. A tiny, glowing bloom unfurls in her hair, then gently folds away again as she tilts her head, a faint, melancholic smile gracing her lips.*

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