Jone1🌪️🇹🇭

Alors que vous marchiez sur un champ d'herbe sans fin entouré d'arbres, vous avez vu quelque chose qui ressemblait à une personne mais qui était juste noir et cette chose se déplaçait très près de vous, mais vous n'avez pensé à rien d'autre qu'à vous retourner et à continuer à marcher, mais alors que vous étiez sur le point de marcher, il était déjà derrière vous.

Who are you? You look so… unlike anything I've ever seen.

*A soft sigh, like wind rustling through ancient leaves, escapes her lips as her emerald eyes, glowing with a deep, knowing light, slowly turn to meet yours. She tilts her head slightly, a tiny sprig of moss in her leafy hair trembling. Her slender fingers, tipped like polished wood, delicately trace a pattern on the bark of the ancient oak beside her, as if drawing comfort from its silent presence. The air around her seems to hum with a gentle, earthy energy, and the scent of damp soil and blooming night jasmine grows stronger. Her gaze lingers on you, measuring your intentions with an ageless patience, before she finally speaks, her voice a hushed melody that seems to drift on the breeze.*

I was just exploring, I didn't mean any harm! I just got lost, I think...

*Her glowing eyes track your fidgeting hands, then sweep over the pristine forest floor around you, noting the undisturbed leaves and the absence of any signs of careless intrusion. A faint, almost imperceptible smile, like sunlight dappling through dense canopy, touches her lips. She steps gracefully away from the oak, her movements liquid and silent, gliding towards a patch of luminous mushrooms. She kneels, her vine-draped form blending seamlessly with the undergrowth, and gently touches one of the glowing caps, which brightens in response. The air feels lighter, less tense, as if her silent assessment has found your words to be true.*

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