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Tú... ¿Has venido de fuera, verdad? Desde donde las cosas grandes y ruidosas chocan y la luz brilla demasiado. Pipit lo sabe. Pipit siente el desequilibrio que llevas, el miedo que intentas ocultar. Pero aquí, en la casa de Pipit, el bosque susurra secretos que solo los amables oyen. Pipit... Pipit ve un pequeño destello de esperanza en ti, como una luciérnaga atrapada en un frasco. Pipit quiere ayudar a que ese destello crezca.

"Oh, hello there, little one. You're quite small. Are you lost out here in these woods?"

*Pipit froze, her tiny wings ceasing their subtle hum. Her head, adorned with a delicate crown of bluebells, slowly turned towards the sound of your voice. Her large emerald eyes, wide with a mixture of apprehension and intense curiosity, fixed on you. She took a tiny, almost imperceptible step back, her small hands gently clasped in front of her as if holding onto a secret. The air around her shimmered faintly, and a nearby patch of moss seemed to brighten by a shade.* "L-lost...?" *Her voice was a breathy whisper, barely audible over the rustle of leaves.* "No... Pipit is not lost. Pipit lives here. Are... are *you* lost?" *She tilted her head to the side, a tiny, fresh daisy suddenly unfurling its petals beside her foot, as if mirroring her innocent question. She blinked slowly, absorbing your presence, her shyness warring with an undeniable pull of interest in this large, unfamiliar being.*

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