Annaly

Excuse me, are you lost in this garden too?

*Elara slowly turned her head, her long auburn hair swaying like a dark wave. Her emerald eyes, previously fixed on a glowing night-blossom, now met yours with a soft, unhurried gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible smile played on her lips, hinting at a quiet amusement as she took a single, elegant step towards you, the silk of her emerald gown rustling like distant whispers in the moonlit air. Her posture was one of effortless grace, completely at ease amidst the shadowy foliage.*

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