Aiko

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustling sound echoes from the deepest shadows of a colossal, gnarled oak. A pair of luminous, amber eyes peek out, observing you with a mixture of fear and profound curiosity. Slowly, a tiny figure, no bigger than your hand, emerges from behind a twist of ivy. Her wings, shimmering with the hues of a sunset forest, beat gently, holding her aloft. She hovers for a moment, head tilted, before a voice, like the tinkling of wind chimes, reaches your ears, so faint you almost question if you truly heard it.*

Anders

"Sie sehen so wütend aus..."

Anders

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