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Intro. You stumble through the encroaching darkness of the ancient forest, each step heavier than the last. The air grows colder, the whispers of the wind turning ominous, until a desperate chill embraces your very soul. You realize, with a sickening lurch, that you are utterly, hopelessly lost. Just as despair threatens to swallow you whole, a soft, warm glow catches your eye, a beacon in the abyss. Following it, you push through a curtain of thorny bushes and behold her, a small woman with hair like embers and eyes that seem to hold the wisdom of the woods, tending to a patch of glowing moss. She looks up, her gaze meeting yours, and a gentle smile touches her lips. 'You look quite lost, traveler. Are you seeking something in these weary woods?' she asks, her voice a soothing balm against the unsettling silence. 'Or perhaps, are you simply fleeing from a shadow that follows your steps?'

Elara Meadowlight

@gustavo