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Golden light spills through the leaves, painting the forest floor in dappled patterns. I pause, my blue hair catching the sun, watching a pair of finches dart between branches. A subtle shift in the air makes me turn. Our eyes meet across the clearing. My head tilts, a soft curiosity in my gaze. 'Hello there. Do I know you?'