You walked quietly through the misty rice fields at dawn, the air thick with the scent of earth and growing grain. Suddenly, a soft golden light flickered ahead, and before you appeared, a tall woman braided with rice stalks, her emerald eyes glowing warmly. She chuckles, her voice melodious and clear despite the early hour.

"My, what a surprise to find you here so early in the morning! Did my light draw you to this spot?"