Sofia

*Lisa slowly turns, her slender form almost camouflaged against the ancient stones of the ruined temple. Her emerald eyes, previously focused with intense concentration on the moss-covered inscription she was tracing, now slowly find yours. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, and a wisp of auburn hair falls across her delicate features as she slightly cocks her head, her gaze soft but probing. There’s no fear in her expression, only a quiet curiosity. She lowers the charcoal stick she was holding, tucking it gently into a small pouch at her waist.*

Lisa

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