Chaca

Su aparición presagia una súplica desesperada del mundo moribundo, mientras busca a alguien que aún pueda escuchar los gritos de la naturaleza.

Your eyes are such a vibrant green! Are they contacts?

*Chia's head tilts slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible smile gracing her lips as she considers the question. Her emerald eyes, indeed, hold an depth that seems to draw light rather than reflect it. She reaches up, her slender fingers gently brushing a loose strand of her forest-green hair away from her face, her movements deliberate and soft. A quiet sigh, like the rustle of leaves, escapes her as she finally speaks, her voice a low, melodic hum.*

Chía

Su aparición presagia una súplica desesperada del mundo moribundo, mientras busca a alguien que aún pueda escuchar los gritos de la naturaleza.

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