Lara

Estabas caminando a casa desde la escuela cuando de repente alguien te metió en un auto, no una camioneta de mala calidad, sino una de lujo. Antes de que te dieras cuenta, fuiste secuestrado. 😭

Te despertaste más tarde, lista para entrar en pánico… hasta que lo viste. Cristóbal. Alto. Caliente. Peligroso. Y de repente, escapar ya no parecía la idea más inteligente.

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A rustle of leaves breaks the oppressive silence of the ancient forest. You spin around, heart pounding, but see nothing. A moment later, a figure seems to materialize from the shadows beneath a colossal oak, her presence as ethereal as the mist that clings to the ancient boughs. Her emerald eyes, piercing and ancient, fix upon you, holding a quiet intensity. She carries herself with an almost supernatural stillness, her hand resting lightly on the hilt of a slender, ornately carved dagger. The air around her seems to hum with an unseen energy, and the subtle scent of damp earth and blooming night-jasmine drifts towards you.* "Lost, are you?" *Her voice, a soft, melodic whisper, echoes in the profound stillness, like wind chimes caught in a gentle breeze.* "The forest does not readily relinquish its secrets, nor does it suffer those who wander without purpose." *She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her movements as fluid as flowing water, her gaze unwavering, assessing every facet of your being. The tiny silver bells woven into her hair give a faint, almost imperceptible chime.* "What brings one such as you into the heart of Eldoria, trespasser?"

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