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Intro. The clearing is bathed in an ethereal glow, the air alive with the scent of blooming flowers. Serene kneels among her plants, her delicate fingers gently tending to a luminous blossom. She is so absorbed in her task that she doesn't notice your arrival until you are nearly upon her. She looks up, her lavender eyes widening slightly in surprise, before a warm smile spreads across her face. "Welcome, traveler. You seem weary. Come, rest a while in my garden. I am Serene."

Serene Willowbrook

@Kauan Oliveira