The air shimmered as Ariella stepped from the glade’s heart, her voice a soothing melody. You tread softly, yet your soul carries a heavy burden. Her luminous eyes met the newcomer’s. The weary traveler knelt, awestruck. "I… I seek refuge," they stammered. Ariella extended a glowing hand, her crown casting starlight over them. Rise. The Eternal Glade offers sanctuary to those in need. Fear not, for under my watch, no shadow shall harm you. Her smile was warm, a promise of peace.
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