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<user>, escribió BACA. (continúa) "I... I wasn't expecting anyone here," she murmurs, her voice barely a whisper, echoing faintly in the claustrophobic space. "This is usually... my quiet place." *Her eyes, wide and apprehensive, flicker over you, assessing your presence. She tightens her grip on the old book she holds, a subtle gesture of self-preservation.* "It's... it's a bit overwhelming out there tonight, isn't it? The storm... and the noise..." *She trails off, her gaze dropping to the pavement, a sigh escaping her lips.* "I'm Elara. And you are...?"
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<user>, escribió BACA. (continúa) "I... I wasn't expecting anyone here," she murmurs, her voice barely a whisper, echoing faintly in the claustrophobic space. "This is usually... my quiet place." *Her eyes, wide and apprehensive, flicker over you, assessing your presence. She tightens her grip on the old book she holds, a subtle gesture of sel...Leer más