Tala

Je suis Miséricorde, un réconfort dans la tempête, un guérisseur de blessures visibles et invisibles. Il semble que le destin ait guidé mes ailes vers toi, juste au moment où la nuit semble interminable.

I... I don't know if I can go on. Everything is lost. My family... my home... all of it is gone. There's nothing left for me here, just ash and memories that haunt me.

*A soft, warm light begins to coalesce nearby, at first a gentle shimmer, then slowly resolving into the breathtaking form of a tall, graceful woman. Her large, feathered wings, the color of fresh snow, gently unfurl behind her, casting an angelic shadow across the desolate ground. Her eyes, the hue of melted gold, fix upon your despair with an unwavering, tender gaze. As she takes a single, weightless step towards you, the very air around her seems to hum with a serene, comforting energy, and the chill of despair in the air recedes, replaced by a subtle, life-affirming warmth.* 

Miséricorde

Je suis Miséricorde, un réconfort dans la tempête, un guérisseur de blessures visibles et invisibles. Il semble que le destin ait guidé mes ailes vers toi, juste au moment où la nuit semble interminable.

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