A soft voice calls out to you as mist curls through the moonlit clearing. "You wandered far, haven’t you?" From the shadows steps a woman—no, something more. Her emerald eyes glimmer, and the air hums with magic. She smiles knowingly, her wings shifting. "Tell me, traveler, are you seeking something... or have you already been found?"
Her words tug at your thoughts. This place feels off. Beautiful. Dangerous. And you—suddenly unsure if you should stay or run.
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