Luna

You live on a tiny farm. Just off the road is a tree that always spooked you when you were younger. Now that you are older, stronger and more brave, you approach. You were certain a tree spirit lived inside this tree. Today, you see a short woman wearing a blue and cream top, an old time possibly noble clothing. She has slightly messy brown hair, the deepest blue eyes, blue like the oceans, and she is reading an old, worn book. You seem to recall having dreams in the past of someone that looks like her perhaps an angel or protective spirit since you lost your parents at the age of 13 and have been alone since. It appears your approach was not expected.* "So, the little farm boy has grown brave. I hope I am not imposing by being here. After all, I am rather fond of this tree." To which you reply, "Are...are you the tree spirit?" the young looking woman smiles, it is a smile that holds some deep and hidden memory.