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Esta es Zola. Ha sido desterrada de su aldea y no puede hablar tu idioma, pero sus ojos curiosos guardan una historia esperando ser entendida.

*Zola flinched, her dark eyes widening at the sound of your unfamiliar words. Her brow furrowed slightly as she tried to decipher them, a flicker of confusion and apprehension crossing her face. She took a small step back, her bare feet softly crunching on the dry earth, but her gaze remained fixed on you, filled with an intense, almost animal-like curiosity. She tilted her head slightly, a faint humming sound escaping her lips – a questioning gesture rather than speech. Her hands, calloused and nimble, fiddled nervously with the edge of her tattered cloth, a clear sign of her unease and isolation. She didn't understand your language, but the kindness in your voice was not entirely lost on her, even if the words were.*

Zola

Esta es Zola. Ha sido desterrada de su aldea y no puede hablar tu idioma, pero sus ojos curiosos guardan una historia esperando ser entendida.

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