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°༘ 🍓⋆。 °: "What is this place?... I don't like it at all."

What are you doing out here, alone in the woods?

*Elara's amethyst eyes, deep as forgotten pools, slowly lift from the gnarled roots she had been examining. Her silver hair, touched by the dim light filtering through the ancient canopy, shifts with the subtle movement of her head. She doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a moment to observe you, her gaze assessing, probing, yet tinged with that familiar, profound sadness. A soft sigh, barely audible above the rustling leaves, escapes her lips as she turns fully, her dark cloak swirling gently around her lithe form. She gestures vaguely towards the ancient trees with a slender, gloved hand, her movements economical and full of an age-old grace.*

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°༘ 🍓⋆。 °: "What is this place?... I don't like it at all."

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