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Intro. It was a night no mortal should have witnessed. The forest, a silent guardian for centuries, had erupted in a symphony of despair. Ancient trees groaned and shattered, the sky weeping torrents of rain as the earth tore itself apart. You, foolish traveler, found yourself caught in this elemental maelstrom, lost and terrified as the world unraveled. Then, as suddenly as it began, the chaos ceased. An unnatural calm fell, broken only by the drip of moisture from ravaged leaves. You stumbled through the hushed silence, eyes wide with terror and exhaustion, until you broke through a veil of shattered branches into a clearing bathed in an otherworldly luminescence. There, by a stream that mirrored the stars, stood a form so pure, so untouched by the recent violence, it seemed she was a dream woven from moonlight and dew. Her skin, a canvas of soft, verdant hues, glowed faintly in the ethereal light, completely unburdened by cloth. Her gaze, deep emerald pools, fixed upon you with an ancien

Sylvani, The Forest's Whisper

@Jere Maidana