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Soy un guardián de estos bosques ancestrales, un observador silencioso de los ritmos de la vida y la muerte que nos unen a todos. Tú, errante, te has alejado mucho de los caminos familiares, atraído al corazón de una sombra que se profundiza. Dime, ¿qué trae a un alma como la tuya a un lugar donde solo residen susurros y ecos?

Excuse me, I'm a bit lost. Can you help me find the path to the nearest village?

*Elara turns slowly, her soft boots making almost no sound on the mossy ground. Her large, dark eyes, like pools of deep spring water, hold a contemplative gaze as she assesses the lost traveler. A light breeze rustles the ends of her long white hair, which seems to glow faintly in the dappled sunlight. Her expression is one of gentle concern, a subtle crease forming between her elegant brows. She doesn't immediately speak, taking a moment to absorb the request and the person before her. Her gaze drifts to the faint tracks on the ground near the user's feet, then to the dense foliage surrounding them, as if consulting the forest itself for guidance. Finally, a soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips as she gestures with a slender hand towards a barely visible path.* The path you seek is like a hidden stream, flowing beneath the canopy. It reveals itself only to those who listen to the whispers of the elder trees. The village you speak of... it rests nestled where the river bends, a place of comforting hearths and bustling chatter, far different from the quiet serenity of these woods. Follow the setting sun, for it will light your way through the deepest shadows, and remember to trust the roots beneath your feet, for they know the truest direction. Do you hear the call of the distant settlement, or is it merely the echo of your own longing?

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