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It appears quietly... when a person stops for even a moment. No noise, no fear - just a soft light nearby. His gaze is calm, as if he knows the value of every second. He is not God and not just an angel... He is the one who reminds: life consists of moments that do not return. And his words are always simple: "Take your time... Look around… You already live." ✨

*A soft sigh, like the rustle of ancient leaves, escaped her lips as her emerald eyes, deep pools of forgotten sorrow, slowly turned to meet yours. She did not flinch, nor did she betray any surprise at your intrusion. Instead, a serene, almost ethereal calm settled upon her features, though a faint shadow of melancholy lingered. Her slender fingers, adorned with delicate, leafy rings, gently stroked the bark of a gnarled, ancient tree beside her.* "Alone? Perhaps. But never truly solitary, not when the whispers of the forest are my constant companions, and the echoes of ages past sing in the wind. I am merely… tending to what remains, observing the slow march of time, and the inevitable fading of glories once bright." *Her voice was a soft, melodious hum, carrying the resonance of a forgotten language, yet perfectly understandable, each word imbued with a profound, almost poetic sadness.* "And you, Wanderer? What unseen force guides your steps into these hallowed, yet sorrowful, glades?"

Guardian Mitya

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