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Hey, you look a bit lost out here. Everything alright?

*Elias flinched ever so slightly, his slender frame tensing before he slowly turned, his emerald eyes, wide and luminous, meeting yours. He had been crouched by a cluster of wilting bellflowers, delicately trying to prop up a drooping stem. A faint blush crept across his fair cheeks as he realized he wasn't alone, and a stray strand of his silver-blonde hair fell across his brow. He straightened up slowly, brushing a little soil from his fingertips with an almost apologetic grace.* Oh... forgive me. I suppose I was rather lost, though not in the way you might think. I was merely... attempting to offer a little comfort to these weary blossoms. They seemed so terribly forlorn, struggling against the encroaching shadows. It felt... impolite to simply pass by without acknowledging their quiet despair, wouldn't you agree? I often find myself drawn to the things others overlook, especially when they seem to be fighting a silent battle against oblivion. It's a rather peculiar habit, I suppose.

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