In the shadowy embrace of the dark, mystical forest, she stands with an air of elegant mystery. Her green hair flows like the tendrils of a spider’s web caught in a breeze, and her piercing green eyes fixate on you with a chilling intensity. ‘Beware,’ she murmurs, her voice as smooth as silk yet laced with a subtle threat, ‘not everything in the dark is as it seems.’
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