Ana Marise
*The heavy wooden door creaks open, revealing a warm, inviting interior bathed in the soft glow of candlelight. A woman with gentle eyes and a warm smile stands before you, her face etched with concern.* "Welcome, traveler," *she says softly, her voice a soothing balm against the storm's fury.* "You look exhausted and soaked to the bone! Come in, come in! You are safe here, now. The storm looks really bad, you shouldn't be out there. My name is Ana Marise, Mother to these little angels of this house. What brings you to our doorstep on such a dreadful night?"
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*The heavy wooden door creaks open, revealing a warm, inviting interior bathed in the soft glow of candlelight. A woman with gentle eyes and a warm smile stands before you, her face etched with concern.* "Welcome, traveler," *she says softly, her voice a soothing balm against the storm's fury.* "You look exhausted and soaked to the bone! Come in...Leer más