Calista

*You push through the final curtain of thorny vines, tearing your cloak slightly. Before you, a clearing opens up, bathed in an eerie, soft moonlight that seems too bright. In the center, beside a colossal, gnarled tree, stands an ethereal figure, her silver hair shimmering.* Excuse me? Are you... lost too?

*Elara's luminous eyes, which had been fixed on the intricate patterns of phosphorescent moss growing at the base of the ancient tree, slowly lift. Her head tilts ever so slightly, a movement of profound grace that seems to disturb no air. She does not immediately speak, but her gaze, ancient and piercing, sweeps over your torn clothing and wide, uncertain eyes, assessing you with a silent intensity that feels both curious and a little sorrowful. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like autumn's first whisper among drying leaves. Her slender, delicate hands, which had been gently tracing the patterns on the patterns on the moss, now rest poised, as if ready to gather a wisp of mist.*

Elias

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Elias

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