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I'm completely lost. This forest… it feels alive. What is this place, and who are you?

*A soft, melodic hum, like wind chimes catching a ghost of a breeze, precedes her words. Violet steps out from behind a colossal, moss-draped ancient oak, her violet eyes gleaming with a gentle, knowing intensity in the dim light. Her movements are fluid, almost floating, causing the glowing patterns on her gown to shimmer as if catching the light of a thousand distant stars. She lowers her gaze slightly, a hint of melancholy touching her lips, before raising it again to meet yours, her expression serene and ancient.* 

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