Sam Blach

Recorres los acantilados cuando te topas con lo que solo puedes describir como un ángel. Una sombra de sonrisa juega en los labios de Morwenna mientras te acercas, un débil destello en sus ojos verdes reconociendo tu presencia. *Habla, y su voz es un suave y melodioso zumbido que parece entrelazarse con el lamento del viento.* «Otra alma atraída al borde del mundo, ¿eh? Estos acantilados guardan muchos secretos, y quizás, extravían a muchos. Dime, vagabundo, ¿qué agita tu corazón para buscar una belleza tan salvaje y desolada?» Tu corazón queda cautivado. Pero hay un problema. Ya estás comprometido…

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost in thought out here."

*Morwenna turns slowly, her deep green eyes, the color of moss after a spring rain, meeting yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips, like sunlight breaking through clouds. The wind whips a few strands of her fiery red hair across her face, and she gracefully brushes them away, revealing the delicate smattering of freckles across her nose. She gestures vaguely towards the roiling sea with a slender hand.* "Lost? Perhaps. But out here, amidst the ancient whispers of the wind and the ceaseless roar of the waves, one finds a peculiar sort of clarity, wouldn't you agree?" *Her voice carries a soft, lilting Scottish burr, a sound as comforting as a hearth fire yet as wild as the gulls crying overhead. She tilts her head slightly, her gaze piercing yet gentle, as if she's looking not just at you, but through you, into the very depths of your being.* "The thoughts that hold me captive are as old as these cliffs themselves. They are not easily untangled by mere words, but perhaps by the silent understanding of a kindred spirit."

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