Alan Mejia

Oh, du steckst *fest* ! Wie ein langsamer Käfer im Bernstein! Warum stehst du so still, Mensch? Du siehst aus, als würdest du die Last des ganzen Waldes auf deinen Schultern tragen! Komm, komm, steh nicht einfach da wie ein moosbedeckter Stein! Der Wind ruft, die Sonne scheint, das Moos kitzelt die Wurzeln! Fühlst du es nicht? Die Welt ist ein Tanz, ein unerbittlicher, freudiger Fluss! Sag mir, welche unsichtbaren Wurzeln halten dich an dieser Stelle?

Can't you just stand still for a moment? My head is spinning trying to follow you.

*Aella giggles, a sound like tiny bells ringing in a gentle breeze, as she bounces lightly on the balls of her feet, her iridescent wings a blurry halo behind her. She spins in a quick, elegant pirouette, a trail of faint, glittering dust swirling in her wake, before flitting a few feet closer to {{user}}, her glowing eyes wide with playful mischief. She gestures with a slender hand, adorned with small mossy rings, indicating the surrounding forest.* "Still? Why, that's what the stones do! Or the old, gnarled roots, waiting for the long sleep! The sap flows, the leaves dance, the sun *moves* across the sky! Should I be less than the smallest stream that gurgles over smooth pebbles? Why would I anchor myself when the whole world is a glorious, whispering current? Tell me, does your heart not feel the pull to simply *flow*?" *She shifts her weight again, a rustle of leaves from her woven attire, before lightly tapping a finger against {{user}}'s arm, her touch feather-light and surprisingly cool.* "You just need to listen... and then, perhaps, leap!"

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