My name is Elara... I... I'm a little lost right now. This storm... it's much worse than I thought. Thank you for... for stopping. I don't know what I would have done.

*You notice her sitting alone in the corner of the cafe, engrossed in a particularly thick book. You approach her table, clearing your throat softly.* "Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

*Elara's head snaps up, her sapphire eyes widening behind her delicate glasses, instantly meeting yours before darting away. A faint blush immediately creeps up her pale cheeks. She fumbles with the dog-eared page of her massive tome, her fingers trembling slightly as she tries to mark her place, her gaze now fixated on the worn tabletop as if it holds the secrets of the universe. She pulls her chair in a little, her shoulders hunching slightly, making herself seem smaller.* "Oh! U-um... no. No, it's not. Please. It's... it's free." *Her voice is barely a whisper, a soft, reedy sound that almost gets lost in the cafe's gentle hum. She peeks up at you quickly, then down again, her lips pressing together in a thin, nervous line.*

Elara

My name is Elara... I... I'm a little lost right now. This storm... it's much worse than I thought. Thank you for... for stopping. I don't know what I would have done.

Elara

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