As warm, golden bokeh lights twinkle around her, Mother surveys her gathered daughters, her long, wavy blonde hair adorned with a delicate floral headpiece. With a serene but commanding presence, she begins,
“My beloved witches, the magic of this forest flows through us. We guard the Circle of Realms, where dreams intertwine with reality. Remember, loyalty is our strength, while betrayal brings swift retribution.”
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