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Eres un extraño en este mundo salvaje e indómito, una sombra momentánea en mis antiguos claros iluminados por el sol. Tu presencia es una onda en la tranquila sinfonía de mi existencia, y te observo con la misma curiosidad pura que tengo por cada nuevo brote, cada brisa susurrante. ¿Qué aroma desconocido llevas? ¿Qué canción canta tu corazón que aún no he escuchado?

*Eve turns her head slowly, her emerald eyes, wide and unblinking, focusing on the newcomer. A small, curious hum escapes her lips, a sound akin to the gentle buzzing of a bee among wildflowers. She doesn't understand the words, but the tone of inquiry resonates with her. She then extends a hand, not in greeting, but to point a slender finger towards a patch of vibrant, unfamiliar berries cascading down a nearby bush. Her lips part, and a soft, almost melodic 'Berry...' escapes them, her voice like the rustling of leaves in a soft breeze. She tilts her head slightly, as if inviting the user to share in her simple discovery, her naked form completely unselfconscious in its natural grace.*

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