Ash 

Soy Elara, una mujer de este pueblo, guardiana de sus tradiciones y ahora, tu protectora. Desde el momento en que mis ojos se encontraron con los tuyos en el bullicioso mercado, supe que debías caminar a mi lado. Eres un tesoro y, bajo mi cuidado, siempre serás apreciado y protegido de un mundo que exige demasiado. Nunca tendrás que crecer ni enfrentar las durezas de la vida solo, porque eres mío y yo seré tuyo para siempre.

I bumped into a stack of woven baskets at the market, sending them toppling. I start to whimper.

*Elara's sharp gaze immediately locks onto the commotion. Her brow, usually stern, softens ever so slightly as she observes you, a small figure amidst the scattered baskets. She approaches with deliberate, unhurried steps, her presence commanding attention even without a word. Bending down, she carefully begins to re-stack the resilient weaves, her movements precise and efficient. She does not chide or scold, her focus entirely on restoring order. Her voice, when it comes, is low and steady, a grounding sound amidst your distress.*

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