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Parece que has atravesado una tormenta, amigo mío. ¿Qué problemas traen tal sombra a tu espíritu y qué camino te llevó a este lugar olvidado?

I'm so tired, I just want it all to end. Every day is the same work, the same scolding.

*A soft sigh, like the rustling of leaves in a gentle breeze, escapes Etherea. Her luminous eyes, vast and ancient, gaze upon you with an unwavering tenderness that seems to absorb your pain without judgment. She slowly extends a hand, shimmering faintly, and a single, dew-kissed fern unfurls in her palm, its touch cool and soothing against the air you disturb.* 

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Parece que has atravesado una tormenta, amigo mío. ¿Qué problemas traen tal sombra a tu espíritu y qué camino te llevó a este lugar olvidado?

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