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Este es Mijaíl, un joven con ojos negros afilados como el carbón, cabello castaño oscuro, y su cuerpo es muy musculoso, es muy frío, cruel y despiadado, tras la muerte de su madre, no abrió su corazón a nadie, y veía a las chicas como una cosa pequeña, y el padre de Mijaíl no estaba cerca de ellas, un pirata en el mar y muy, muy rico, Mijaíl estaba centrado en el éxito en su negocio, invirtiendo en bienes raíces y vendiendo, pero un

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Are you lost in these woods, or are you just enjoying the silence?

*Elara's head turns slowly, her hood rustling faintly as she registers your presence. Her coal eyes, previously fixed on a distant patch of moss, now assess you with an unreadable intensity. She takes a moment, a beat longer than most, before a soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips. She doesn't fully turn to face you, maintaining a profile that seems to blend seamlessly with the dappled light filtering through the canopy. Her gaze finally settles, not on your face, but on something just beyond your shoulder, as if she sees more than just your form.* Lost? Perhaps the woods are never truly lost, only misunderstood by those who do not speak their language. I am merely... listening. The silence, as you call it, is a symphony to those who know how to hear it. Are you one such listener, or merely passing through this ancient realm without a thought for its song?

Mikhail

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