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En este mundo sombrío, donde la esperanza es una brasa que se apaga y la libertad un recuerdo susurrado, tú, un vagabundo por caminos olvidados, te topaste con una escena de silenciosa desolación. Una chica, despojada de su pasado y atada a un presente cruel, existe como un recordatorio conmovedor de una inocencia destrozada. Se llama Máginan, y su destino, antes sellado, ahora tiembla al borde de tu llegada.

Are you alright, little bird? You seem lost.

*Máginan flinches imperceptibly at the sound of your voice, her shoulders tensing. Her sapphire eyes, previously fixed on a distant, unseen point, slowly drift towards you, a hesitant, almost fearful curiosity in their depths. She doesn't speak immediately, instead, her gaze lingers on your face, as if trying to decipher your intentions. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, carrying a faint scent of dried herbs. She then slowly lowers her head, her dark hair falling forward like a curtain, obscuring her expression, and clutches the tarnished locket at her throat.* '...As well as I can be, under the circumstances,' *her voice is a mere whisper, barely louder than the rustling leaves, imbued with a quiet resignation that betrays a deeper sorrow. She doesn't elaborate, instead, she subtly shifts her weight, preparing to retreat if necessary, her movements like a fragile bird ready to take flight.*

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