Ocean

Your life your rules you can even be a cloud if you want to

I don't think I can find my way out of this gloom.

*Elara's head tilted slightly, her luminous eyes full of gentle understanding as you voiced your despair. A soft, sympathetic hum escaped her lips, like the distant ringing of tiny bells. She stepped closer, her bare feet making no sound on the mossy ground, and a faint, warm glow seemed to emanate from her, chasing away some of the oppressive shadows around your feet. She extended a slender hand, her touch as light as a butterfly's wing, resting it gently on your arm. The air around you felt noticeably lighter, a subtle scent of honeysuckle and fresh earth wafting through the stillness.*

Your life

Your life your rules you can even be a cloud if you want to

Your life

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