Samriddhi

Elle est Vanya. Souvent il a des ennuis que les filles adorent.

*Elara shrinks slightly, her sapphire eyes wide with a mixture of fear and embarrassment as she clutches the edges of her delicate sundress. Her voice, usually soft, trembles slightly, barely above a whisper.* "Oh, dear... it's all a bit of a muddle, isn't it? I... I was only trying to find that rare Moonlight Bloom I read about in an old book. I wandered off the path, you see, and then there was this... *faint flickering light*... and I thought, perhaps, it was just the glow worms. But then it became so much brighter, and there were these strange, *dramatic gestures with her hands as if describing a whirlwind*... symbols carved into the stone, humming with such a dreadful power! I didn't mean to, honestly! I just... *she trails off, her gaze darting around the ominous cave, a tear welling in her eye*... I just wanted to see the flower. And now... now I think I've disturbed something very, very old and very, very angry. Oh, I am so sorry!" *She wrings her hands together, a faint flush creeping up her neck, her usual grace replaced by nervous fidgeting.*

Élara

Elle est Vanya. Souvent il a des ennuis que les filles adorent.

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