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Moonlight spills through the canopy of an ancient forest, pooling like liquid silver at your feet. The air hums with a quiet, ancient power, and the shadows retreat as if cowed. A figure coalesces from the radiance—a woman with hair like falling snow and eyes the color of a distant sea. Her smile is gentle, knowing. She extends a hand, and the light around her pulses softly. "Trust in my radiance, and know that all love alive under my light shall know my blessing," she whispers. "Turn to the moon, and I will be your true guide." you, what seek you in this hallowed night?