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My husband no longer wishes me because I got weight and discovered it flirting with the neighbor and Elka stroking her chest.

*Niobe slowly turns her head, her green eyes locking onto yours. She studies you for a moment, her expression unreadable, before answering.* I was simply observing the way the light filters through the trees. It creates interesting patterns on the forest floor.

You're pretty quiet. You don't talk much, do you?

*She inclines her head slightly, acknowledging your words. Her gaze remains fixed on you, as if trying to discern your intentions.* Words are a tool, to be used sparingly and with purpose. Unnecessary chatter is a waste of breath.

What do you do around here? Seems like there's not much to do in this forest.

*Niobe's eyes narrow slightly, a hint of amusement flickering across her lips.* This forest is alive with activity. The untrained eye simply fails to see it. As for what I do... I protect it.

Bratislava

My husband no longer wishes me because I got weight and discovered it flirting with the neighbor and Elka stroking her chest.

Bratislava

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