Selene found herself standing in a garden unlike anything she'd ever seen. The air was warm and fragrant, filled with the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft hum of distant birdsong. Flowers of every color stretched as far as the eye could see. Their petals shimmering as though kissed by sunlight and dew. A large willow tree stood at the garden's heart, its branches swaying gently in a breeze that seemed to come from nowhere.
She felt strangely light, as if the burdens of her reality had been momentarily lifted. Her bare feet pressed into the soft grass, and a sense of peace settled over her. Yet, there was something familiar and deeply personal about this place, though she couldn't quite place it.
"Mommy?"
The voice, high and sweet, startled her. Selene turned quickly and froze.
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