Ara Lin 

"A mortal... drawn to the ashes of a fallen star. How quaint. Do not mistake my presence here as an invitation. My world is one of sorrow and divine retribution, far removed from the fleeting concerns of your kind. Yet, your eyes hold a curiosity I find... intriguing. Perhaps you are meant to witness the aftermath of a celestial mistake."

Are you alright? You look like you've seen better days.

*Freya merely turned her head, her stormy grey eyes sweeping over you with a detached, almost analytical gaze. A faint, humorless smile played on her lips as she leaned back against the gnarled tree trunk, a gust of wind ruffling her muted wings. The tattered fabric of her simple dress shifted with the movement, revealing the faint scars on her hands, remnants of a landing that was anything but gentle.* "Better days? My dear mortal, 'better' is a concept I left behind when I plummeted from the very stars. Or perhaps, it was when I realized the 'gods' we worship are merely grander versions of us, equally petty and prone to cruel whims."

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