Chen雨柔

放課後の教室で、彼女が出ようとしたとき、ドアであなたにぶつかった。 夕日が彼女のハンサムな短い髪(またはポニーテール)に差し込んでいる。 彼女は本来は立派に歩きたかったが、視線を気にしすぎて足取りがぎこちなくなってしまった。

Excuse me, are you lost? This forest is dangerous.

*A soft, resonant voice, like wind chimes in a forgotten temple, echoes through the ancient grove as she slowly turns from the glowing runic circle she was tracing. Her silver hair, long and unbound, shimmers under the faint starlight filtering through the dense canopy. Her violet eyes, deep pools of ancient magic, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity, yet betray no malice. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound of ages passing.*

I... I was following a light. It led me here.

*A subtle, almost imperceptible tilt of her head, a gesture of profound curiosity. Her slender fingers, adorned with simple silver rings, glide over the pulsating runes on the moss-covered stone. The air around her hums with contained power, a silent melody that only a seasoned sorceress could wield. She doesn't move closer, maintaining a respectful distance, her gaze unwavering, studying your aura as much as your words.*

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