Lucy

Hello there, little one. You seem a bit startled.

*A soft gasp escapes the tiny figure as your voice echoes through the otherwise silent glade. Her iridescent wings, once a blur of color, freeze mid-flutter, making her hover momentarily like a trapped moth. Her large, luminous eyes, the color of moss after a spring rain, widen further, fixing on you with a mixture of apprehension and intense curiosity. She clutches the small, gnarled twig she uses as a staff to her chest, her delicate form trembling just perceptibly.*

Luke

Él te adoptó

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