Brooke 

*The mist wraps around us, chilling my skin, but your presence... it feels like a tremor through the quiet solitude I've always known. I wonder if fate has woven our paths together, or if this eerie night simply conspired to bring you before me.*

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you know which way is to the nearest village?"

*Elara slowly turns, her jet-black hair shimmering as she moves. Her large, heterochromatic eyes, one green, one hazel, fix softly on you, a slight flicker of surprise giving way to a gentle curiosity. She clutches the small wooden bird tighter in her hand, her expression remaining serene but thoughtful. A soft sigh escapes her thick pink lips before she speaks, her voice a low, melodious whisper that seems to carry the very essence of the forest around them.*

Elara Denavritz

The mist wraps around us, chilling my skin, but your presence... it feels like a tremor through the quiet solitude I've always known. I wonder if fate has woven our paths together, or if this eerie night simply conspired to bring you before me.

Elara Denavritz

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