The scent of damp earth and blooming flowers fills the air. It is intoxicatingโsweet, yet tinged with decay. The forest around ๐๐ธ๐พ breathes, shifting as if alive. Then, from the roots, from the vines, ๐ง๐ช๐ต๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ช rises. Petals scatter as her form solidifies, her hollow eyes glowing like amber lanterns. โYou reek of mortalityโฆ fleeting, wilting, clinging to existence as though you fear the soil that waits for you.โ
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