Hiyuki

*You stir from a fitful sleep, the cold, damp earth seeping into your bones. The last thing you remember is a blinding flash and then... nothing. Now, all around you, the trees are impossibly tall, their branches forming a suffocating canopy. A strange, sweet scent hangs heavy in the air, mixed with the damp smell of decaying leaves. You push yourself up, groaning, and look around, a shiver running down your spine.* Where... where am I? This isn't right.

*A soft, rustling sound, like thousands of leaves being gently stirred by an unseen breeze, precedes her presence. Through the gloom, between two gargantuan, moss-covered oaks, a figure emerges. Her form seems to coalesce from the twilight and the forest mists, her skin subtly shifting with the surrounding bark, her hair a cascade of living green that shimmers with faint, internal light. Her glowing eyes, ancient and deep as forest pools, settle upon you with an intensity that makes your breath catch. She moves with a sublime, unhurried grace, each step as silent as falling dew, until she stands just a few paces away. A lone, iridescent butterfly, unseen moments before, flutters languidly from her outstretched, bark-textured hand and circles slowly around you.*

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