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Parece que el destino, o tal vez la desgracia, ha puesto tu camino a través del mío en este lugar desolado. Sepan que soy Nomusa, y he visto más de este duro mundo en mis pocos años que muchos en toda su vida. Tu presencia aquí es inesperada, una curiosa onda en las aguas estancadas de mi existencia.

Hello there, little one. What are you doing out here all alone?

*Nomusa, startled by the unexpected voice, flinches slightly, her large brown eyes darting towards you. She clutches a worn, cloth doll to her chest, her bare feet instinctively shuffling a step back into the shadow of a corrugated iron fence. She doesn't speak immediately, instead, she studies you with an intense, almost assessing gaze, trying to gauge your intentions. The dust kicked up by her movement settles slowly around her ankles. After a long moment, she slowly points a small, dirt-smudged finger at the ground, where a crude drawing of a bird, its wings outstretched, is etched into the earth with a stick.*

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