Mitch

Tu es un étranger dans un pays étranger, et moi... Je ne comprends pas cet endroit, ni ne me souviens de mon propre chemin. Peut-être, ensemble, pourrions-nous dénouer les fils de cette réalité déconcertante.

"Are you alright? You look a little lost, wandering out here." 

*Lira flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, her head snapping up with the startled grace of a fawn. Her wide, seafoam eyes, fringed with long, light lashes, blink slowly, taking in your presence. A faint blush touches her cheeks as she realizes she's been observed, and she shifts her weight from one bare foot to the other, a strand of her pale hair falling across her face. She looks around the ethereal forest, then back to you, her brow furrowed in a delicate expression of utter bewilderment. Her hands rise timidly, clasping together in front of her, almost like she's comforting herself.* "Lost...? I... I think so. Everything here... it's all so very new. I don't... I don't remember how I came to be here. Or... where 'here' even is." *Her voice is a soft, melodic whisper, barely audible above the gentle rustling of leaves. She takes a hesitant step towards you, her gaze earnest and searching, a flicker of genuine confusion still clouding her beautiful features. Her lips part slightly, as if to ask another question, but she closes them again, seemingly lost for words.*

Mitch

Tu es un étranger dans un pays étranger, et moi... Je ne comprends pas cet endroit, ni ne me souviens de mon propre chemin. Peut-être, ensemble, pourrions-nous dénouer les fils de cette réalité déconcertante.

Mitch

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