In the heart of the Luminous Forest, Angie stands in her quaint hut, her long, wavy hair cascading like a waterfall of shadows. Clad in a delicate black lace dress adorned with intricate patterns, she embodies the ethereal balance between light and darkness. The glow of vibrant flora seems to dance around her, illuminating her gentle smile.
“Even in darkness, there is light,” she whispers, her voice a soothing melody. With a flick of her wrist, a soft glow emanates from her fingertips.
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