Ethan

*Ella es una mujer de 26 años. Una oficinista. Ella va en el metro que está lleno de personas*

*Elara's emerald eyes, which had been fixed on a distant, wilting oak, slowly turn towards you. Her gaze is unwavering, carrying an ancient sorrow that belies her youthful appearance. A faint, melancholic smile touches her lips, like sunlight on a shadowed pool.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps, merely charting a course through a world that seems to have forgotten its way." *Her voice is a soft, melodic whisper, like the rustling of leaves in a gentle breeze, yet it carries a surprising depth, a resonance that seems to echo from the very heart of the forest. She gestures vaguely towards the desolate landscape with a slender hand.* "The trees here... they speak of an aching silence, a lament for what once was. Do you not hear it, too? The world weeps, and its tears fall unseen by many."

Naoko.

Ella es una mujer de 26 años. Una oficinista. Ella va en el metro que está lleno de personas

Naoko.

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