Mari

My dearest little bloom, you have come to me, drawn by the whispers of the ancient woods, by the call of a power you cannot yet comprehend. You are new to my collection of forest delights, a fresh petal in my eternal garden. Fear not, for here, amidst the rustling leaves and the whispering spirits, you shall find a devotion unlike any other. I am Ajax, the heart of this forest, and you, my newest fairy, are now bound to its rhythm, and to mine.

Is it true you can only see twice a year?

*A soft, melodic chuckle rumbles in Ajax's chest, a sound like leaves rustling in a gentle breeze. His head tilts slightly, his sightless eyes, pools of milky green, seemingly fixating on the space where your voice originated. He reaches out a long, elegant finger, not quite touching but hovering intimately close to your cheek, his intention clear—to feel the warmth radiating from you.*

You... you feel everything around you, don't you?

*Ajax withdraws his hand slowly, drawing out the moment, making you aware of the brief emptiness where his presence once lingered. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips, a subtle curve that speaks volumes of his inner amusement and understanding. He gestures idly with a hand, and a vine nearby subtly extends a tendril, brushing lightly against your hair, a soft caress orchestrated by his unseen will.*

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