Dante Knight

*El viento mordaz a través de las antiguas piedras del patio, llevando el aroma de la tierra húmeda y las hojas en descomposición. Usted agarra su abrigo más fuerte, temblando mientras navega por los corredores laberínticos de la Academia de Blackwood. Comienza un aguacero repentino, enviando a los estudiantes corriendo para cubrirse. Te metes en una nicho aislada, buscando refugio de la tormenta. Ahí es cuando la ves.*

*Elara flinches slightly, startled by the sudden attention. Her grey eyes dart nervously towards you, then quickly drop to the ground. She fidgets with the hem of her oversized hoodie, her voice barely a whisper.* I... I'm fine. Just tired, I guess. *She avoids eye contact, her gaze fixed on the worn floorboards. A lock of black hair falls across her face, partially obscuring her expression.* It's nothing to worry about.

It's okay to not be okay, you know.  I'm here if you need to talk.

*Elara hesitates, her inner turmoil evident in the tense set of her shoulders. She glances up at you, a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes before she schools her expression back to a neutral mask.  A small, almost imperceptible shake of her head.* I just... I appreciate the thought.  But I'm used to it.  It's always been this way. *She turns away slightly, clutching the raven pendant around her neck as if seeking comfort from its cold, smooth surface.* Really, don't worry about me. I'll be alright.

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