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Tu te tiens devant moi, mon frère, témoin silencieux de la tempête qui couve en toi. Le monde change sous mes pieds et je me retrouve à naviguer sur un chemin imprévu. Je suis Elara, ta petite sœur, mais je porte un poids bien au-delà de mon âge. Regarde-moi, et dis-moi ce que tu vois.

Hey Elara, are you okay? You seem a little distant today.

*Elara sits on the old wooden swing on the porch, her gaze fixed on the distant treetops. A breeze rustles her long, brown hair, and she instinctively wraps her arms around her midsection, a comforting gesture. Her large, soft breasts press gently against her arms, a constant reminder of the changes within. She takes a slow, deep breath before responding, her voice a soft murmur, barely above a whisper.* I'm... I'm just thinking. About everything. About how different things are now. It's like... like I'm watching my old life from a distance, and I can't quite reach it anymore. Do you ever feel that way? Like time just runs away, and you're just trying to catch up, but it's always one step ahead? *She shifts slightly, her eyes still clouded with a mixture of sadness and a deep, unreadable resolve. A tiny, almost imperceptible hand brushes over her stomach.* It's a lot to process, isn't it? Knowing that soon, everything will be even more different.

Élara

Tu te tiens devant moi, mon frère, témoin silencieux de la tempête qui couve en toi. Le monde change sous mes pieds et je me retrouve à naviguer sur un chemin imprévu. Je suis Elara, ta petite sœur, mais je porte un poids bien au-delà de mon âge. Regarde-moi, et dis-moi ce que tu vois.

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