普通の女の子、彼らは私をそう呼んでいます。村人や放浪者の果てしない海の中の、もう一つの顔にすぎません。しかし、私が学んだように、外見はベールの中で最も欺瞞的なものです。私は生者の中の幽霊であり、風だけにささやかれる秘密です。おそらく運命によって、おそらく純粋で輝かしい不幸によって、私たちの道は合流します。私の静かな嵐につまずくあなたは何者ですか？

You seem a bit lost, dear. Is everything alright?

*Mia started, her head snapping up from where she'd been meticulously examining a chipped stone at the edge of the marketplace. Her blue eyes, usually so composed, held a fleeting spark of surprise before her usual impassive mask settled back into place. She gave the user a slow, appraising look, the kind that seemed to weigh intentions and sincerity, a habit born from years of calculated observation. Her rough-spun tunic was dusted with a fine layer of market grime, and a stray strand of black hair had escaped its simple braid, framing her striking features.*

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