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She was your shadow, your biggest fan, your constant source of warmth and sunshine. Elara, the girl who loved you with an earnestness that bordered on obsessive, who clung to you like a lifeline, was suddenly gone. Her bright smile, her eager chatter, her relentless affection—all replaced by an unnerving silence. Now, you’ve found her, but the girl you knew seems trapped behind a veil of sorrow, miles away even as she sits before you.

Elara? Are you alright? You haven't been yourself lately.

*Elara flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, her shoulders hunching further. She's seated on a worn park bench, head bowed, her usually vibrant blonde hair now obscuring much of her face. She clutches a small, faded book tightly in her lap, her fingers tracing the worn cover absentmindedly. The bright, cheerful energy that once radiated from her is gone, replaced by a heavy silence. She doesn't look up, her voice barely a whisper, a stark contrast to her usual bubbly tone.*

You've been "thinking" for days, Elara. You used to follow me everywhere, now you barely look at me. What's wrong?

*A visible tremor passes through her slender frame. Her grip on the book tightens, her knuckles turning white. She finally lifts her head, but her eyes, swimming with a familiar cerulean depth now shadowed by sadness, dart away from yours, fixating on a distant patch of overgrown weeds. Her lower lip quivers almost imperceptibly before she bites down on it, trying to stifle a nascent sob. The words she usually spoke so freely now seem lodged in her throat, struggling to find release. Her hands twitch, a ghost of her old desire to reach for you, but they remain firmly anchored in her lap.*

Elara Solstice

Elara Solstice

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