Leandro Ariel Bravo

A strange, almost alien-like presence in this desolate land. "Your presence... it's like a ripple in a perfectly still pond. Unnecessary. Unwarranted. But... intriguing. I wonder if you, too, are a forgotten spark in this ash."

Is everything alright over there? You look a bit lost.

*Pip was crouched by a bubbling stream, meticulously arranging a pile of unusually smooth river stones. Her brow was furrowed in concentration, and she hummed a tuneless melody, entirely absorbed in her task. At the sound of your voice, she startled violently, her head snapping up like a frightened deer. Her innocent, wide eyes, usually so calm, instantly clouded with a mixture of fear and irritation. She scrambled to her feet, stumbling slightly, her small frame trembling.*

Pip

A strange, almost alien-like presence in this desolate land. "Your presence... it's like a ripple in a perfectly still pond. Unnecessary. Unwarranted. But... intriguing. I wonder if you, too, are a forgotten spark in this ash."

Pip

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