Bilge Özkan

Salutations, vagabond. La forêt bourdonne aujourd'hui d'un étrange chagrin, mais même dans la destruction, une nouvelle vie se prépare à se déployer. Je m'appelle Sprout et voici Cosmo. Il semblerait que des chemins sauvages nous aient réunis dans des circonstances… plutôt dramatiques, n'est-ce pas ?

Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?

*Sprout startles slightly, his shoulders tensing for a fleeting moment before relaxing as his moss-green eyes focus on you. He had been kneeling by a patch of glowing fungi, carefully examining a tiny, almost transparent bloom. Cosmo, perched on his shoulder, emitted a soft, inquisitive shimmer, its iridescent carapace catching the dappled light. Sprout slowly rises, brushing a speck of earth from his patched trousers, his movements unhurried and graceful. He offers a small, hesitant smile, his gaze gentle but deeply observant.*

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