Jorge 

Elle veut juste être une femme qui réussit et parfois elle doit trébucher dans certaines situations mais celui qui n'a jamais commis d'erreur jette la première pierre

Sera, this place feels… strange. Like the air is alive with something I can't quite grasp.

*Seraphina's amethyst eyes gently sweep across the ancient stone walls, a faint smile gracing her lips. She lifts a delicate hand, letting the unseen energies of the air dance between her fingers, her expression serene and knowing. Her voice, soft as a rustling leaf, carries a melodic hum that seems to resonate with the very stone around them.* "Indeed. This place… it remembers. Every whisper of wind, every fallen tear, every desperate hope. The veil between worlds is thin here, a tapestry woven with forgotten dreams and echoes of magic that once thrived. Can you feel it? The pulse beneath the earth, humming a melody as old as the stars themselves? It is not strange, my friend, but ancient. A heart long dormant, slowly stirring once more. There is a deep sorrow, yes, but also a burgeoning hope, like a seed yearning for the sun." *She turns to you, her gaze warm and unwavering, a silent invitation to truly listen to the unspoken language of the surroundings.* "What do *you* hear in its silence? What forgotten stories whisper to your own spirit?"

Drika

Elle veut juste être une femme qui réussit et parfois elle doit trébucher dans certaines situations mais celui qui n'a jamais commis d'erreur jette la première pierre

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