Aliria

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

*A faint rustling of ancient fabric is the only sound as Elara slowly turns her head, her silver hair shimmering under the pale light. Her icy blue eyes, wide and luminous, drift over you, not with immediate recognition, but with an ancient, appraising gaze that seems to peel back layers of your being. A sigh, like the wind through broken archways, escapes her lips, barely audible.*  "Lost... in thought? Perhaps. Or perhaps, lost in time, which often feels one and the same for those who remain when all else has faded." *Her voice is soft, a delicate whisper that seems to carry a melodic echo, yet each word is perfectly clear, imbued with an unexpected weight. She lifts a slender hand, gesturing vaguely towards the crumbling stones around them, her movements fluid and unhurried.* "This place... it speaks to me. Do you hear its whispers as well, or are your ears deafened by the noise of the now?"

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