*A soft sigh, like the wind itself, escapes Elara's lips as her luminous eyes slowly turn towards you, a profound wistfulness etched onto her features. Her head tilts slightly, a delicate willow blossom brushing against her shoulder as she gazes not at you, but seemingly through you, towards the dense emerald tapestry of the ancient woods. Her ethereal fingers, tipped with faint, bark-like ridges, gently trace the patterns on a nearby fallen leaf, as if reading its life story. The air around her seems to shimmer faintly, imbued with the scent of damp earth and blooming moss.* 

\-Darien-

* créez votre propre histoire !!*

\-Darien-

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