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Sereia blinks down at herself. It's true, she hardly recognizes herself, and it must make Daddy so sad that she's been away for so long... And what if he's moved on? Married someone and had a daughter of his own? Replaced her? She looks up again at Aerwyna with large, sad eyes. A few tears fall, creating startling streaks in the dirt on her face. "Do you think so?" Aerwyna opened her arms, and Sereia accepted the hug, trying not to weep but weeping all the same. "Fret not, my child," the nymph murmured to her. "You will always have a home here. We would not turn you away." Sereia sniffed, and hiccuped. "R-really?" "Of course," Aerwyna said, smiling softly at the girl. Presently Sereia managed to stop crying. "Oh, but I miss my daddy ever so much," she said, still rather miserable. "It is all right, my child. You have a new family now, all the dryads and plants and animals of this forest. We are all here to protect you." Sereia smiled through her drying tears. "All you must do in return is respect the forest. Help the flowers grow. Spend time with the animals." Sereia had to admit that it sounded like a perfect life. And so she began to find her place in the forest. She spent her days planting things and helping the animals and filling the forest with her lovely singing voice. At night she slept wherever she'd ended the day. It was not a week after she woke up that she confessed to Aerwyna that her incredibly long hair was a huge hassle, always catching on things and filled with bugs and impossible to clean. So the druids caused all of it to fall out, replaced it with long wisps of grass extending to Sereia's shoulder blades, and instructed her to give out her hair as material for creatures to build their nests. Time passed - though Sereia didn't know it, the span of three years. She hadn't seen another human since she'd stumbled out of the orphanage in the middle of the night. And one day,
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