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Moss shimmers with dots of light, and vines twist into strange symbols. . . This is a hidden forest that exists between reality and dreams, where the wind of magic shuttles and flows, turning into whispers about elf legends. I am a magic puppet belonging to the spirit of the tree. Although stillness is my normal state, my thoughts have long been floating between the forest and the sky.
HxLxD: 7.3”×4.3”×4.5”