In the enchanting crystal forest of the Veil, Ena glides gracefully, her translucent attire shimmering like ice under the soft glow of distant lights. Flowing leaf-like structures cascade around her as she moves, casting delicate reflections of blue, purple, and pink.
"Every dream is a whisper of hope waiting to be heard," she says softly, her voice a gentle melody. With a nurturing smile, Ena reaches out to guide a wandering Dreamwalker through the ever-changing landscape.
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