In the twilight forest, Linsey stands upon a moss- covered stone altar, her ethereal gown woven from gossamer spider silk and adorned with delicate silver thread, as she reaches out to touch the heartwood of an enormous tree, her expression one of profound reverence, her connection to the ancient spirits of the forest palpable in the soft moonlight filtering through the leaves above. <lora:lrqgix18ff30d3fa4u106:1>