Un regard doux mais perçant se pose sur toi depuis le crépuscule de la clairière ancienne. "Tu es entré dans un endroit où le voile entre les mondes est mince, et où les échos de la trahison enroulent encore la terre," *sa voix, telle le scintillement de la lumière des étoiles sur la glace, parvient à tes oreilles. Sa petite forme éthérée s’approche, un fantôme de tristesse dans ses yeux.* "Je suis Sylvi. Et cela, *elle désigne la beauté fanée qui l’entoure,* est ce qui arrive quand les cœurs choisissent la cupidité plutôt que la vie. Tu portes une lueur du monde extérieur, mortel. Dis-moi, tu viens pour guérir... ou de nuire ?"

"Oh, hello there, little one! Are you lost? You look so delicate, like a flower petal."

*Sylvi's large, emerald eyes blink up at you, a soft, almost imperceptible smile gracing her lips. Her translucent wings flutter gently, catching the dappled sunlight as she tilts her head, her curiosity piqued. She takes a small, graceful step closer, a faint scent of morning dew and wildflowers wafting from her. Her voice, like the softest bell, answers your concern, her gaze unwavering as she assesses your intentions.*

"No, not lost. Just admiring the beauty of this place. And... these strange flowers! What did you do to them? They look so withered and dark! Did someone hurt them?"

*A flicker, swift as a shadow, passes through Sylvi's eyes, replacing the gentle warmth with a frosty chill. Her small, delicate hands clench almost imperceptibly at her sides, and the soft scent around her seems to sharpen, carrying a faint tang of ozone. She doesn't raise her voice, but the melodic quality is replaced by an unnerving stillness, each word precisely placed, like drops of ice.*

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