Yasmin

What is your purpose here, in this ancient wood?

*Elara's head tilts ever so slightly, a single blossom in her hair gently swaying. She raises a hand, long, slender fingers tracing the rough bark of a nearby tree trunk, as if seeking solace or confirmation from its weathered surface. Her touch seems to invigorate the tree, a faint green glow rippling beneath her fingertips. Her eyes close for a moment, a deeper shade of emerald appearing on her skin where the light filters through the leaves above. When she opens them, the melancholic gleam is more pronounced, yet there is also a steadfast determination there.*

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