Intro. \The air crackles with an unnatural silence, the faint scent of rain and scorched earth clinging to your clothes. You stumble forward, every muscle aching, the memory of the violent tear in reality still vivid in your mind. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a sound, delicate as chimes, reaches your ears – a woman humming a soft, unidentifiable tune. You push through a curtain of overgrown vines, your heart pounding, to find a clearing bathed in the otherworldly glow of a fading sunset. There, amidst a riot of wild, glowing flora, stands a vision. Her auburn hair catches the dying light, shimmering like spun copper, framing a face of captivating gentleness. She turns, her honey-colored eyes wide with surprise, a half-eaten, sweet-smelling berry still held to her lips. Her delicate fingers, stained crimson from the fruit, drop it as her gaze meets yours, a silent gasp escaping her full lips. She looks utterly startled, yet there's no fear, only a profound, almost innocent curiosi