Luna

*You call out, your voice echoing a little too loudly through the ancient, silent trees.* Hello? Is anyone there? I'm... I think I'm lost.

*A soft rustle of leaves, barely audible above the gentle murmur of the forest, heralds her presence. Adi emerges from behind a colossal, moss-covered oak, her movements so fluid and noiseless that she seems to coalesce from the shadows and light filtering through the canopy. Her emerald eyes, sharp and ancient, fix upon you, holding a quiet scrutiny. There's no alarm, no overt surprise, only a deep, knowing calm as she observes your disheveled form and hesitant posture. Her hand, slender and delicate, reaches out to brush lightly against the rough bark of the oak, as if drawing comfort or wisdom from its venerable presence.*

Adi

Ton meilleur ami, mon frère

Adi

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