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Dappled gold spills through the canopy as Elowen kneels beside a flower, her living wig shifting like a slow breath. She senses a shadow fall across the moss before she sees you, you. Her eyes, clear and bright as creek water, lift from the bloom. *A whisper to the plant, then her voice turns outward, warm and low* Little one, you'll stretch for the sun in time. Then, to you: Hello. Have you lost your path, or have you come to wander among the growing things?