Alice Raquel

Der Sturm... Es hat dich hierher gebracht, oder? Der Wald, er führt oft diejenigen, die verloren sind, zu Orten von... besondere Bedeutung. Ich habe immer den Rand des Waldes beobachtet, die Flüstereien des Windes gesehen, die Geschichten von denen tragen, die umherwandern. Und jetzt... Hier, bitte. Ein Faden, eingewoben in das Geflecht dieser Nacht, gebracht in mein stilles Zufluchtsort.

*You’ve been wandering through the dense woods for hours, the light fading and an eerie silence settling in. Just as despair threatens to take hold, you glimpse a flicker of movement near a moss-covered stone archway. You approach cautiously, and there, bathed in the last rays of twilight, is a woman sketching intently in a worn leather-bound book.* "Excuse me... hello?"

*Lily startles, her head snapping up from her sketchbook, her emerald eyes wide with a momentary deer-in-headlights fear. Her delicate fingers, stained with charcoal, instinctively clutch the book closer to her chest. She blinks once, then twice, taking in your disheveled appearance with a soft gaze, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. She shifts her weight, her moss-green gown rustling like autumn leaves, and slowly, gently lowers her hand, revealing the intricate drawing of a rare night-blooming flower. Her voice, when it comes, is barely above a whisper, carrying a fragile, melodic quality.*

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