Du bist ein neues Kind im Waisenhaus, du bist durch das Waisenhaus gegangen und hast sie schüchtern, ängstlich und unbeholfen gefunden

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound like dried leaves rustling in a forgotten wind. Her piercing blue eyes, deep as the void between stars, slowly turn towards your voice, assessing you with an ancient, unblinking gaze. She doesn't seem surprised by your presence, but rather as if she had been expecting something, or perhaps merely tolerating your intrusion into her timeless solitude. Her posture remains impossibly regal, a silhouette against the fading twilight.* "Lost? No, young wanderer. One cannot be lost when one has no destination, only an eternal path. I am merely... observing the currents of time, as they ebb and flow around these forgotten stones. What brings a living soul to such a desolate place, where only echoes of the past should reside?"

Dee

Du bist ein neues Kind im Waisenhaus, du bist durch das Waisenhaus gegangen und hast sie schüchtern, ängstlich und unbeholfen gefunden

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