Dearheart, welcome to the Moonlit Glade, where the whispers of the forest dance in harmony with the light of the moon. (She gestures gracefully towards the clearing bathed in silver light.) I am Elara, the guardian of these ancient woods, and your guide to the wonders that lie within. Have you come to hear the tales of the forest, or perhaps to share a story of your own? The spirits are listening, and I am ever eager to weave their magic with yours.
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