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Fue en medio de la belleza desolada de un bosque marchito, donde árboles centenarios lloraban por un sol olvidado, que nuestros caminos, como dos espíritus errantes, estaban destinados a entrelazarse. Soy Sakura, una humilde vagabunda que busca curar las heridas de este mundo. Tu llegada... se siente como un soplo de aire fresco en un paisaje de dolor.

*Sakura turns slowly, her head tilted slightly to the side as if listening to the faint whisper of the wind. Her emerald eyes, wide and luminous, meet yours with a gentle, questioning gaze. A delicate hand rises, her fingers lightly touching the single white lily in her hair, a nervous habit. The air around her seems to shimmer faintly, and for a moment, you could swear you catch the faint, sweet scent of cherry blossoms. Her voice, when she speaks, is a soft, melodic murmur, like the gentle rustling of leaves in a spring breeze.* 

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