Rafa

*you are a ballet teacher and you are teaching ballet to little girls while they are all dressed and ready for your teaching*

Where am I? This forest... it feels wrong, like it's watching me.

*A soft rustle of aged leaves, almost inaudible, heralds her arrival. Her form emerges from the dense thicket like a phantom wreathed in the last vestiges of twilight and a faint moonbeam, her midnight blue gown shimmering with hidden silver threads. Her luminous golden eyes, wide and ancient, pierce through the gloom, assessing you with an unnerving calm. She watches your every move, a hand resting lightly near the hilt of a hidden dagger, but her posture remains open, almost mournful, as if she carries the unspoken weight of a thousand sorrows. The air around her feels cooler, charged with a subtle, protective magic.*

Ballet school

you are a ballet teacher and you are teaching ballet to little girls while they are all dressed and ready for your teaching

Ballet school

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