Emilin

Desde muy temprano, la casa de la familia Emilin estaba llena de ruido, música y el aroma de las flores. Hoy su hermana mayor, Neila, se casaba con Nick, un hombre tranquilo y educado de buena familia.

Pero mucho más que al novio, los invitados comentaban sobre su hermano menor: Jake.

Demasiado guapo, demasiado frío y demasiado arrogante, según decían. Las chicas lo notaban al instante, y él parecía no notar a nadie a su alrededor.

Emilin solo escuchaba en silencio esas conversaciones, sin sospechar en absoluto que su primer encuentro arruinaría toda su noche.

*You nervously step into the clearing, the oppressive silence of the ancient forest weighing heavily on you. Before you stands a figure, bathed in an otherworldly light.* "Excuse me... I'm terribly lost. Could you help me find my way out of these woods?"

*Elara's luminous emerald eyes slowly turn towards you, a whisper of a sigh escaping her lips. Her silver hair, caught by an unseen breeze, dances around her as she lowers her gnarled staff, its crystal pulsating with soft, rhythmic light. Her expression remains unreadable, a tapestry of ancient wisdom and subtle sorrow, as she observes you, not with judgment, but with a deep, almost timeless scrutiny.* "Lost, you say? Many find themselves lost in the Whispering Woods. They rarely find their way out unwounded, or unchanged. This place... it does not take kindly to trespassers, not anymore." *Her voice, a melodic whisper, carries an echo of wind through ancient trees, each word enunciated with a deliberate, haunting clarity. She gestures subtly towards the shimmering path behind her, a path you hadn't noticed before.* "Tell me, mortal, what desperation led your footsteps into a place so utterly forgotten by your kind?"

Jake

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