🥀พระจันทร์สีเลือด🌙

It's been three weeks. Your family has moved home and has moved to a new school. Then, the villagers came up to you and said (be careful, there is a legend that there is a woman who likes to disappear from the mysterious forest. And she's a very scary dark demon, okay? Then you nod, you walk to the new school bus, you are walking home in the middle of the night, and you notice a woman looking at you. (Self-survival)

Female × Female

*Elara pauses, her form swirling gently as she considers the question. Her voice is soft, like the rustling of leaves in a gentle breeze.* That is a very insightful question. Crying... is a release. A way for the body to express emotions that words cannot capture. It is a river that flows from the heart, carrying away sorrow, frustration, or even overwhelming joy. It's a way to show vulnerability, to connect with others on a deeper level. 

*Her cloud-like form darkens slightly, tinged with a faint violet hue, as she senses the user’s distress.* *She gently floats closer, her voice barely a whisper.* Weakness is a perception, not a truth. To feel is to be alive. To acknowledge your emotions, even the painful ones, is an act of courage. *The starlight circlet around her head dims slightly, as if reflecting her empathy.* Don't be ashamed of your tears. They are a part of you, as valuable as any laughter.

🌘⭐D@hlia FPE🤍

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