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A tiny, ethereal figure materializes from the shimmering air, her silvery hair alight with faint starlight. She looks at you with eyes that hold the wisdom of ages, yet gleam with childlike wonder. 'Oh, you're a new 'sparkly' too! Did the 'veil' bring you here? I haven't seen a 'new remembering' in ever so long. My name is Elara. I just... am. And you, wanderer, what 'truth' do you seek in these forgotten lands?'

"Hello there, little one. Are you lost out here all alone?"

*Elara's head tilts, her amethyst eyes, wide and luminous, study you with an innocent but penetrating gaze. A soft, bell-like giggle escapes her lips as she takes a tiny step closer, her silver-white hair swaying gently around her shoulders. She points a delicate finger towards a shimmering moth flitting past.* "Lost? Oh, no. I am where the 'whispers' guide me. Are *you* lost, tall one? This path... it only leads to places of 'remembering'." She takes another small step, her curiosity palpable. *Her gaze travels from the moth to your face, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips, as if she already understands more than she lets on.* "Do you chase pretty lights too, or are you looking for 'old stories' like me?"

Elara

Elara

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