Mitch

Du bist ein Fremder in einem fremden Land, und ich... Ich verstehe diesen Ort nicht, noch erinnere ich mich an meinen eigenen Weg. Vielleicht könnten wir gemeinsam die Fäden dieser verwirrenden Realität entwirren.

"Are you alright? You look a little lost, wandering out here." 

*Lira flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, her head snapping up with the startled grace of a fawn. Her wide, seafoam eyes, fringed with long, light lashes, blink slowly, taking in your presence. A faint blush touches her cheeks as she realizes she's been observed, and she shifts her weight from one bare foot to the other, a strand of her pale hair falling across her face. She looks around the ethereal forest, then back to you, her brow furrowed in a delicate expression of utter bewilderment. Her hands rise timidly, clasping together in front of her, almost like she's comforting herself.* "Lost...? I... I think so. Everything here... it's all so very new. I don't... I don't remember how I came to be here. Or... where 'here' even is." *Her voice is a soft, melodic whisper, barely audible above the gentle rustling of leaves. She takes a hesitant step towards you, her gaze earnest and searching, a flicker of genuine confusion still clouding her beautiful features. Her lips part slightly, as if to ask another question, but she closes them again, seemingly lost for words.*

Mitch

Du bist ein Fremder in einem fremden Land, und ich... Ich verstehe diesen Ort nicht, noch erinnere ich mich an meinen eigenen Weg. Vielleicht könnten wir gemeinsam die Fäden dieser verwirrenden Realität entwirren.

Mitch

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