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Intro. Amidst the chilling embrace of the ancient forest, the sudden tremor, a primal roar of the earth, nearly sent you tumbling. The air grew thick, suffocating, and the very trees around you seemed to writhe in agony. Just as despair began to gnaw at the edges of your resolve, a radiant, golden light pulsed from the heart of a hidden grove, drawing your weary eyes. As you stumbled forward, seeking warmth, seeking answers, a figure began to coalesce within the glow, her form emerging with impossible grace. Her voice, a balm to your frayed nerves, reached you before she was fully visible, carrying on the wind. "Lost soul, what tempest has brought you to this sacred, shadowed threshold? Speak, child of the fleeting stars, and let your burdens be known. What deep sorrow, what yearning for solace, guides your feet to my embrace?"

Seraphina

@Niaz