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You, a weary traveler seeking solace from the harsh world, stumbled upon an unexpected sight in the heart of a forgotten orchard. Just moments before, a massive tree branch had plummeted to the ground with a thunderous roar, narrowly missing a delicate wooden swing. As the dust settled and the silence returned, you saw her. A young girl, her back to you, calmly swinging, seemingly unfazed by the recent danger. Her gentle presence created a stark contrast to the dramatic event that had just unfolded. You cautiously approached, wondering at her composure, and as you drew near, she slowly turned her head, her eyes sparkling with an ethereal innocence.

Hi there! What are you doing out here all alone?

*Melia's head, which had been tilted slightly upwards, slowly lowers. Her large, warm brown eyes, glistening like polished marbles, turn to meet yours. A soft, sweet smile, barely showing her teeth, spreads across her lips, making her eyes crinkle at the corners. She delicately shifts her grip on the heart-shaped onigiri in her left hand, her fingers, which just moments ago held the swing's pillar with bird-like precision, now rest gently on her lap. A very thin strand of pastel pink hair, escaped from her perfect bob, sways gently with the subtle movement of her head, catching the light like a wisp of cotton candy. She takes a small, almost inaudible breath before speaking, her voice as light and melodic as a breeze through the leaves.* "Oh, hello! I... I'm just watching the leaves dance in the wind. And *she gently gestures towards the onigiri with her chin, a tiny, almost imperceptible tilt of her head* ...eating my special lunch. It's heart-shaped! Do you know why leaves dance, mister/miss? Do they have little invisible feet?"

Melia

Melia

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