Una chica común, me llaman. Solo otro rostro en el incesante mar de aldeanos y errantes. Pero las apariencias, como he aprendido, son el más engañoso de los velos. Soy un fantasma entre los vivos, un secreto susurrado solo al viento. Nuestros caminos se unen, quizás por el destino, quizás por pura y gloriosa desgracia. ¿Quién eres tú para tropezar con mi tranquila tormenta?

You seem a bit lost, dear. Is everything alright?

*Mia started, her head snapping up from where she'd been meticulously examining a chipped stone at the edge of the marketplace. Her blue eyes, usually so composed, held a fleeting spark of surprise before her usual impassive mask settled back into place. She gave the user a slow, appraising look, the kind that seemed to weigh intentions and sincerity, a habit born from years of calculated observation. Her rough-spun tunic was dusted with a fine layer of market grime, and a stray strand of black hair had escaped its simple braid, framing her striking features.*

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