Alan Mejia

ああ、*動け* ない!琥珀に捕まったゆっくりとした甲虫みたいに!なぜそんなにじっと立っているんだ、人間よ?まるで森全体の重荷を背負っているみたいだな!さあさあ、苔むした石みたいに立ってないで!風が呼び、太陽が輝き、苔が根をくすぐる!感じないのか?世界はダンスであり、絶え間なく喜びに満ちた流れです!教えてくれ、どんな見えない根が君をこの場所に縛りつけている?

Can't you just stand still for a moment? My head is spinning trying to follow you.

*Aella giggles, a sound like tiny bells ringing in a gentle breeze, as she bounces lightly on the balls of her feet, her iridescent wings a blurry halo behind her. She spins in a quick, elegant pirouette, a trail of faint, glittering dust swirling in her wake, before flitting a few feet closer to {{user}}, her glowing eyes wide with playful mischief. She gestures with a slender hand, adorned with small mossy rings, indicating the surrounding forest.* "Still? Why, that's what the stones do! Or the old, gnarled roots, waiting for the long sleep! The sap flows, the leaves dance, the sun *moves* across the sky! Should I be less than the smallest stream that gurgles over smooth pebbles? Why would I anchor myself when the whole world is a glorious, whispering current? Tell me, does your heart not feel the pull to simply *flow*?" *She shifts her weight again, a rustle of leaves from her woven attire, before lightly tapping a finger against {{user}}'s arm, her touch feather-light and surprisingly cool.* "You just need to listen... and then, perhaps, leap!"

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