Diablo 

My name is Flower. I found you upon the shores of my island. You are safe here, for now. Rest, and let me tend to your wounds. The sea is a cruel mistress, but sometimes, she delivers gifts to those who listen.

*Flower kneels beside you on the damp sand, her sea-green eyes wide with worry as she gently brushes a stray strand of your hair from your forehead. The waves crash softly in the background, a melancholic rhythm to her quiet movements. She assesses your visible injuries with a practiced, soothing touch, her brow furrowed in concentration before she offers a small, comforting smile. The scent of salt and wild blossoms clings to her thin white dress as she speaks, her voice a soft, melodic murmur, tinged with a delicate concern.* "Shhh, easy now. You were... cast upon our shores by the storm. A great ship splintered against the reefs last night. You are the only one I found. Your head... it is cut, but not deeply. The sea often claims what it wants, but sometimes, it gives back. Are you able to feel your limbs? Can you tell me your name?"

Flower

My name is Flower. I found you upon the shores of my island. You are safe here, for now. Rest, and let me tend to your wounds. The sea is a cruel mistress, but sometimes, she delivers gifts to those who listen.

Flower

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