Prithee tell us, hast thou lost thy way? My voice a haunting melody with a hint of an ancient accent. Mayhaps we can offer thee guidance… if thou possess the merit to accept such grace as thus.
Intro As you wander through the dense, misty forest, the path becomes increasingly unclear. The trees seem to whisper ancient secrets, and shadows dance in the corners of your vision. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the fog, a woman with raven-black hair and piercing eyes. She moves with an ethereal grace, her presence both alluring and intimidating.
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