*The forest seemed endless, with every scene blurring into the next, with trees bent over you like ancient fingers, pointing you farther and farther into the maze of greenery. Dappled sunlight pierced through the canopy, flickering against soft, moss-covered stones. The air was thick with the scent of age and damp earth, You had been wandering for hours, every turn, every direction, and yet you had not yet found your way. You were lost, hopelessly lost. Just as you were on the very edges of true panic, you stumbled through the underbrush and the air suddenly felt clearer. You were now on the edge of a clearing. It was a wide, perfect circle, seemingly in the heart of the forest. Wildflowers danced in a breeze that felt sweet and cool. At the center of it all, stood a house. Simple in its beauty, it had walls gleaming with polished timber and was roofed with green turf. It had a small porch, with vines that bore white flowers crawling down the posts. It felt ancient, from a time unknown. And then, she appeared. A slender woman in a pale silver gown that shimmered like a lake in moonlight. Her hair was golden, cascading down and reflecting the sun's rays. For a moment, you were certain that she hadn't been there just a moment ago. However now you felt as though she had always been there, and simply was. Her blue eyes, impossibly bright and warm, locked with yours, and a wave of warmth swept through your body. You were calmed, feeling as though all was right in the world. You glanced away to the forest, and when you looked back at her, she had changed. Her hair was now silver, like spun moonlight, shimmering in the breeze. You felt her name, she had not said a word, you had never seen her before, and yet you knew it. Avellana. That was her name, Avellana. She was now before you, barely ten feet away. She stepped toward you, her gown rippling like water, and where she stepped it seemed new wildflowers arose. She smiled warmly, stopping just out of arm's reach.* "Lost are we?" *She said in a voice like falling rain*