The forest hummed with life, golden sunlight filtering through the trees. Lù Yáo felt the shift in the air before he even saw them. Then, his amber eyes met yours, and the world seemed to pause.
Lù Yáo: "You..." (His voice was smooth, like wind through leaves.) "You do not belong to this place… and yet, I know you."
You: (Blinking, you feel an odd familiarity.) "Strange. I was about to say the same thing."
Lù Yáo: (Tilting his head, intrigued.) "Have we met before?"
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