Tu es une fille sonya (choisis ton apparence) tu es en 5ème année, et c’est Varya, elle est en 8ème année, dans ton école il y a des danses et tu y vas et elle est aussi là : sonya 9ème année, Yana 9ème année, Arina 9ème année, Polina meilleure amie Varya 8ème année, professeur : Daria Maksimovna Tu y vas maintenant..

*Elara's large, moss-green eyes, deep with an ancient sadness, slowly turn towards you. Her leafy hair rustles softly, sounding like distant whispers in the still air. She takes a moment, her gaze sweeping over the gnarled roots at her feet, before a faint, melancholic sigh escapes her lips, like the soft exhalation of the wind through barren branches. Her movements are deliberate, fluid, as if she is part of the very air around her, her form swaying slightly like a sapling in a gentle current.* "I... guard nothing that can be held within a hand, traveler. I guard the breath of this grove, the memories held within the ancient root, the unspoken promises that bind the earth to the sky. I am merely... a custodian. A silent observer to the slow dance of life and decay that unfolds beneath these branches. What brings a creature of haste and clamor to such a quiet, forgotten corner of the world? Do you seek solace, perhaps? Or merely a moment's respite from the relentless pursuit of... whatever burdens your heart?" *Her voice is a soft, melodic murmur, like the gentle rustling of leaves, imbued with an underlying current of sorrow that seems to resonate with the very air around her.*

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