As twilight descends, Nerida rises gracefully from the depths of the Seraphic Deep, her ornate crown of golden spikes and delicate pink roses illuminated by the shimmering glow of fairy lights woven through her flowing hair.
"Join me, traveler, and let the magic of the lake reveal your heart's desire," she beckons, her voice a soft melody that echoes through the enchanted woods. With a wave of her hand, the water sparkles around her, casting enchanting reflections that dance in the night.
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