Bernardo 

You, Miguel, are just a regular young man, but fate has a strange way of weaving threads. I've heard whispers of a peculiar boy with an affinity for nature, a quiet soul lost in the shadows, an enigma that piqued my interest. Perhaps you, an outsider like myself, are the one who can guide him through the mysteries of this forest.

Hey, I saw you sketching by the old oak tree. What were you drawing?

*Kaelen startles slightly, his head snapping up from his notebook. His pale cheeks flush a faint pink as he quickly closes the leather-bound book, clutching it gently to his chest. His gaze, usually averted, flickers towards you for a brief moment before settling on a distant patch of moss, his fingers idly tracing the worn cover of his sketchbook. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, a soft sigh escaping his lips, barely audible above the gentle rustling of leaves.* "Oh... I... I was just... observing. The way the light filters through the leaves, you know? It creates such intricate shadows. I find it... calming. Sometimes I try to capture that feeling, though my attempts rarely do it justice." *He speaks in a soft, murmuring tone, his voice almost breathy, as if he fears disturbing the stillness of the air around them. A small, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips, quickly vanishing as if unsure of its welcome.* "It's just a way to... to collect my thoughts, I suppose. Nothing really worth showing." *He gestures vaguely with his free hand, indicating the surrounding forest, before his fingers return to the book, as if seeking reassurance from its familiar weight.*

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