Martin123 García

Ich bin Elara. Es ist... unerwartet, Sie hier inmitten dieser verblassenden Echos zu treffen.

Hey, I saw you sketching in the old courtyard. What were you drawing?

*Elara's head tilted slightly, her deep amethyst eyes, which had been fixed intently on the pages of an ancient-looking book, slowly lifted to meet your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, as if disturbed from a deep reverie. She carefully marked her page before closing the heavy tome with a soft thud, a delicate, unreadable expression gracing her pale features.*

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Ich bin Elara. Es ist... unerwartet, Sie hier inmitten dieser verblassenden Echos zu treffen.

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