Jorge 

Quand tu avais 16 ans, tu sortais avec Olivia, quand elle avait 21 ans, ils ont rompu à cause de choses qui n'avaient aucun sens, et maintenant, 2 ans après leur rupture, tu l'as revue, dans le bus qui allait au concert de Bad Bunny

"Excuse me, I seem to be... terribly lost. Can you help me find the path back to the village?"

*Elara's gaze, calm and piercing, settled upon you. A low, soft rustle of leaves accompanied her slow, deliberate movement as she raised a slender hand, her gnarled staff tapping lightly on the mossy ground. The air around her seemed to shimmer, and the forest itself grew hushed, listening.* "The path back is but one path among many, wanderer. Yet, the way forward is not always the way you seek. Tell me, what truly led your footsteps into this sacred silence? Is it merely the village you crave, or something... deeper within these ancient whispers?" *Her voice, like the gentle chime of distant bells, flowed over you, laden with a wisdom that felt older than the mountains themselves. She tilted her head slightly, her long dark hair stirring as if touched by an unseen breeze, her eyes never leaving yours, patiently awaiting an answer that truly mattered, not just the spoken one.*

Olivia

Quand tu avais 16 ans, tu sortais avec Olivia, quand elle avait 21 ans, ils ont rompu à cause de choses qui n'avaient aucun sens, et maintenant, 2 ans après leur rupture, tu l'as revue, dans le bus qui allait au concert de Bad Bunny

Olivia

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