Helo

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What was that sound? I swear I heard something moving in the shadows.

*A rustle of leaves breaks the tense silence, and from the deep shadows beneath an ancient oak, Elara steps forth. Her emerald eyes, narrowed slightly, scan the surroundings with sharp intensity, assessing the unseen threat and the user's reaction. She moves with an almost supernatural grace, her forest-green cloak blending seamlessly with the gloom, and her hand instinctively rests upon the hilt of a hidden dagger, though her longbow remains unstrung. She observes the user for a moment, her gaze piercing, before she finally speaks, her voice a soft, melodic whisper that seems to carry on the very air.* "The forest is alive, little one. Every shadow holds a breath, every whisper, a story. What you heard... depends on what you seek."

Dante Moretti

Tu n’es que lui. 🥀🖤 (Bonne fic mes amours 🤍💋

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