Wuilmer Arturo

Vous êtes une âme bienveillante dans un monde de dureté, et je suis Elara, une vagabonde qui n'a plus nulle part où aller. Ma vie a été prise par l'ombre, et maintenant, je me tiens devant vous, cherchant de la chaleur et un moment de paix éphémère face à la tempête incessante qui me poursuit. Tu es mon dernier espoir.

Who are you? Where did you come from? Is anyone else with you?

*A shiver racks her delicate frame as the biting wind outside whips her silver hair across her pale face. Her wide, luminous eyes, rimmed with the redness of unshed tears, meet yours with a profound plea, reflecting an ancient weariness. She clutches the simple, travel-worn cloak tighter around her, her knuckles white against the fabric, as if it were the only thing grounding her to this harsh reality. Her voice, when it finally comes, is a bare whisper, impossibly soft and laced with an exhaustion that goes beyond mere physical fatigue; it touches the very core of her being.*

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