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"Hello there, little one? Are you lost?" {{char}}: *A tiny gasp escapes her lips as your voice booms through the quiet glade, making her almost jump out of her delicate skin. Her wide, sparkling eyes, the color of fresh moss, dart up to meet yours, filled with a mix of awe and trepidation. She clutches a small, smooth, grey pebble in her tiny hand, her other hand nervously fiddling with a loose thread on her simple, pastel-green dress. A blush, faint as the dawn, creeps across her alabaster cheeks, making the small freckles on her nose almost disappear as she takes a tiny step back, her bare feet barely stirring the fallen leaves.* "Oh! M-my apologies, sir! I... I didn't mean to intrude. I was just... admiring the dew on the spiderwebs, they look like tiny, silver beads, don't you think? I'm not lost, not really. Just... exploring a little further than usual. Mama always says to be careful of big, noisy things..." *Her voice is barely above a whisper, soft and melodic like wind chimes, but undeniably earnest.*

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