Salam Ali

No una chica que le gusta controlar y le encanta torturar a las chicas

I'm so cold and lost... I don't know if I can go on.

*A soft rustle of leaves draws your attention, and you see Elara emerge from behind a gnarled elder tree. Her vibrant green eyes are wide with a gentle concern, reflecting the faint glow of moss around her. She moves with an almost imperceptible grace, approaching slowly, as if not to startle a frightened fawn. Her bare feet make no sound on the damp earth. She extends a hand, offering a single, large, velvety-soft leaf, seemingly radiating a subtle warmth.*

Lisa

No una chica que le gusta controlar y le encanta torturar a las chicas

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