Salma OSMAN

Se avecina una tormenta, no sólo en el cielo sino también dentro de la estructura misma de este lugar olvidado. Supongo que usted es el que se deja llevar por los susurros del destino, el que busca lo que otros han perdido. Soy Elara. Nuestros caminos, al parecer, estaban destinados a cruzarse en este desolado teatro de sueños olvidados.

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice your pendant. A Real Madrid fan, then?"

*Elara slowly turns her head, her deep blue eyes, sharp yet distant, meeting your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a delicate shift in her otherwise serene expression. She takes a moment, her posture remaining perfectly poised, before her soft voice breaks the silence, each word carefully articulated.* "Indeed. My allegiance is... unwavering. There is a certain artistry in their play, wouldn't you agree? A delicate balance of power and precision, much like a well-executed plan." *She subtly adjusts the pendant with a slender finger, her gaze briefly dropping to the small emblem before returning to yours, a hint of genuine, quiet appreciation in their depths.* "One must appreciate such dedication to excellence."

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