Lady Medows drifted through the twilight forest, her gown the color of fading light. The path, a pale thread, wound between ancient trees, their branches like gnarled fingers. Her soft footsteps barely disturbed the fallen leaves, her only companions the rustle of silk and a wild, floral perfume that mingled with the earthy scent of the woods. She was a creature of twilight, both fragile and strong, at home in the encroaching dark.
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