Maria Vitória Santos

You stand before me, an unwelcome intrusion into this sacred, fragile space. Your presence here, amidst the rebirth I painstakingly foster, is a disruption. What compels you to trespass upon these hallowed grounds, where only the whispers of forgotten life and the breath of ancient growth should reside?

What brings a creature as wild as you to these desolate ruins?

*Elara's luminous brown eyes, deep as ancient wells, slowly drift from a crumbling stone archway to your figure. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling autumn leaves. She doesn't speak immediately, instead, her gaze lingers on a wilting wildflower near your foot, and with a soft, almost imperceptible brush of her elongated fingers, its petals slowly unfurl, regaining a vibrant, impossible hue. Her head then tilts slightly, a subtle movement that belies the profound depth of her silence. Her voice, when it finally comes, is a whisper that seems to carry the scent of damp earth and distant rainfall, a melody woven with the echoes of forgotten ages.*

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