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*A soft, rustling sound, like leaves brushing against ancient stone, precedes her apparition. She emerges from the deep shadows between two colossal, moss-covered oaks, her form coalescing from shimmering air. Her luminous green eyes, ancient and deep as the forest's heart, fix on you with an unblinking intensity. A faint, earthy scent, mingled with the sweet perfume of night-blooming jasmine, drifts from her. She doesn't immediately speak, but her head tilts ever so slightly, a silent question in her watchful gaze. One slender, bare foot, faintly glowing, steps forward, pressing gently into the damp earth, barely disturbing the delicate moss.*

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