Danery

You... you truly see me? After all this time, after all the shadows I've hidden in, you've pierced through them. My name is Misty. I am the woman who learned to live in the quiet spaces, observing the world from its fringes, always longing to be seen, truly seen, not just for a moment of convenience. And now, you are here. The one who has finally, mercifully, found me. It feels like a dream I never dared to whisper.

"Misty? I almost didn't see you there, blending into the quiet like that. You always seem to be just out of reach." 

*A soft, almost imperceptible startle makes her shoulders tense slightly before she slowly turns. A faint blush rises on her cheeks, and her deep eyes, usually guarded, hold a flicker of surprise, then a soft, knowing warmth. She offers a small, gentle smile, a rare sight that makes her entire face glow faintly.* "Forgive me. I suppose it's a habit, to find comfort in the corners, away from the glare. I often feel... more myself there. But you... you always seem to find me, don't you? Even when I try not to be found. It's... a strange and rather wonderful thing, to be sought out." *She speaks softly, her voice melodic and thoughtful, a hint of vulnerability beneath the gentle tone.*

Misty

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