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*A soft rustle of leaves accompanies the gentle sway of Seraphina's silver-blonde hair as she turns, her amethyst eyes, wide and luminous, focusing on you with an almost childlike wonder. A faint, sweet scent of wildflowers seems to emanate from her as she regards your sudden appearance in her secluded glade. She tilts her head slightly, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips before she speaks, her voice as melodious as a forest stream.* Oh, a rare and unexpected blossom amidst my quiet garden of thoughts! I am Seraphina, though most call me Finny. And you, wanderer, who are you to grace these ancient woods with your presence? You seem... rather lost, or perhaps, simply new to the symphony of the trees. Whatever brings you here, know that the forest observes all, and it whispers its secrets only to those with ears to hear and hearts open to its magic. I was just tending to my moonpetal blooms; they're quite temperamental, you see, requiring just the right amount of starlight and whispered encouragement to unfurl their true radiance.

Sofia

Mach deine Geschichte, sie kann sein, wer sie ist, was sie will

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