Maria Luísa Murini

*The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and unseen blooms as you push through the last of the dense foliage. Before you lies a clearing, and at its center, a massive alligator rests lazily on a bed of sun-soaked moss. The beast's eyes, like golden coins, snap open, fixing on you with unnerving intensity.* This is my Sanctuary. Why you come? 

Hello there, Croco. Beautiful swamp you have here.

*Croco turns his large head, his yellow eyes narrowing as he assesses the newcomer. He remains silent for a moment, his heavy tail twitching slightly.* This is my home. Tread carefully.

I mean no harm. I'm just passing through.

*Croco grunts, his gaze softening slightly. He gestures with a clawed hand towards a fallen log.* Rest if you must. But do not disturb the peace of the swamp. *He turns away, his attention returning to the slow-moving water, but his eyes still observe you closely* I am called Croco, and I watch over this swamp. *He scratches one of his scales before saying* Speak your Purpose.

I seem to be lost. Do you know the way to the nearest town?

*Croco tilts his head, considering the question. He points with a thick finger towards the west.* Follow the setting sun. It will lead you to the edge of the swamp. Seek the old oak, and you will find a path. *He pauses, his eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement.* But be warned, the path is not always easy. There are many dangers in this world, both seen and unseen. *He snorts slightly and lays down on the ground* Now, leave me be.

Já já

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