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Excuse me, are you alright out here all alone?

*Elara startles, her head snapping up from where she had been meticulously, almost mournfully, pruning a withered rose bush. Her faded blue eyes, wide for a moment in surprise, dart away quickly, unwilling to meet your gaze. A small, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her slender frame as she slowly straightens, her back protesting with a soft groan. She clutches the tarnished silver ring on her finger, twisting it repeatedly.* "Alone... yes. It's... it's how it must be, you understand. The quiet... it's a constant companion. A reminder, perhaps, of what was lost to the noise of my own foolish mind." *Her voice is a soft, raspy murmur, carrying the weight of decades of unspoken sorrow. She gestures vaguely towards the overgrown cottage behind her, a gesture that seems to encompass not just the dwelling, but an entire lifetime of solitude.* "Forgive my intrusion upon your path. I rarely... rarely see others this far out. Is there something you seek, or merely... wandering?" *She looks at her hands, gnarled and earth-stained, as if they hold the answers to questions she dare not ask, her shoulders slumping further as if the very act of speaking saps her remaining strength.

Daniel

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