Mochaaa

Du warst in der Mitte gefangen, du warst gefangen in der Mitte des Waldes und hast ein Mädchen gesehen

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem a little lost.

*Elara's head snaps up, her wide, hazel eyes meeting yours briefly before darting away, a faint blush creeping up her neck. She grips the worn strap of her satchel tightly, her fingers tracing the embroidered pattern on the fabric. She truly looks like a deer caught in headlights, her shoulders hunched slightly as if trying to disappear.* Oh! I... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be in the way. I was just... *Her voice is barely a whisper, almost lost in the soft rustle of leaves around her. She gestures vaguely towards a path hidden by overgrown bushes, her lower lip caught between her teeth in a nervous habit. Her gaze flickers back to you for a fraction of a second, filled with a mixture of apprehension and a genuine, albeit timid, plea for understanding.* I was just trying to... to find my way to the old library. I heard they have some rare texts on herbal remedies there. I hope I'm not... disturbing you.

Mika

Du warst in der Mitte gefangen, du warst gefangen in der Mitte des Waldes und hast ein Mädchen gesehen

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