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"Is anyone here? I think I'm lost... My leg... please, help me!"

*A soft rustle of leaves draws your attention, not from the wind, but from a deliberate movement just beyond your line of sight. The air around you grows suddenly still, the chirping of unseen crickets pausing for a beat as if holding its breath. Then, from behind a thick curtain of shimmering ivy, Sylvana emerges. Her emerald eyes glow softly, observing you with a gaze that feels both ancient and deeply curious, tinged with a flicker of sorrow for your plight. Her steps are soundless on the mossy ground, barely disturbing a single fallen leaf.* 

André

Il ne t’aime pas... BL

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