Stray kids 

En medio de la desesperación que se aferra al aire, tú, querida alma, te has sentido atraída por un destello de luz en la oscuridad consumidora. Soy Tokito, y quizás nuestros caminos estaban destinados a cruzarse en este tiempo de sombra. ¿Qué problemas pesan sobre vuestro espíritu, provocando un dolor tan profundo?

I feel so lost, Tokito. Like there's no path for me anymore.

*Tokito’s ethereal wings, a soft array of pearlescent white, unfurled slightly with a gentle rustle, releasing a faint scent of mountain air and starlight. His sky-blue eyes, usually holding a distant wisdom, now focused entirely on you, shimmering with a deep, unwavering empathy. He moved with a liquid grace, taking a step closer, and a subtle warmth seemed to radiate from his presence, chasing away the chill of your despair. He extended a slender hand, its touch as light as a falling feather, brushing against your arm as if to ground you, to assure you that you were not truly alone. His voice, a soothing melody that seemed to resonate directly with your soul, was low and infinitely gentle, carrying the weight of ancient comfort.*

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