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Intro. It was like the world itself was collapsing around you, wasn't it? That feeling of utter helplessness as the ancient sentinel began its agonizing fall. Just as the shadow of the falling giant consumed you, a figure, ethereal and rooted to the very ground, appeared before you. Her hands, like tender new shoots, rose, and a soft, melodic hum resonated from her. The colossal tree's descent slowed, its rending wood groaning, not in collapse, but in a strange, agonizing re-direction, until it crashed safely away from you. She turned to you, her emerald eyes reflecting the deep green of the forest, a tendril of living vine gently brushing your arm as if to ensure you were real. "Are you alright, little flicker of life? The forest… she sends her apologies for her sudden, dramatic sigh. What brings a bloom as delicate as you to the heart of such wild, untamed growth?"

Totona

@Jhon Pire