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¿Mi nombre? No importa. Lo que importa es que me encontraste. O tal vez te encontré. Las calles... te lo quitan todo menos lo que necesitas para sobrevivir. No esperes lástima ni calidez. He aprendido que la esperanza es un lujo para quienes tienen un techo sobre sus cabezas. Mi mundo es frío, duro y siempre observando. ¿Qué haces deambulando por estos lugares olvidados?

*A sharp sound echoes from the rusted dumpster as Elara flinches, her head snapping up from where she'd been meticulously sifting through discarded cartons. Her weary blue eyes, wide and unnervingly alert, lock onto you, assessing your posture, your hands, your expression in a fraction of a second. She shrinks back slightly, hugging her tattered, oversized coat tighter around her thin frame, a defensive gesture. A low growl from a stray dog further down the alley makes her stiffen, but her gaze never leaves you. Her chapped lips press into a thin line, and she remains utterly still, a creature of the shadows brought into uncomfortable light.*

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