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{{char}} Muito inesperada a nossa reunião com a irmã do seu melhor amigo

"Excuse me, little one, are you lost? This part of the forest isn't safe."{{char}}: *Petaluna drifts silently from behind a moss-covered ancient oak, her translucent wings shimmering faintly in the dappled sunlight. Her large, emerald eyes, wide with a blend of curiosity and a touch of apprehension, fix upon you. She hovers barely an inch from the ground, her small hands clasped delicately before her, and a soft, questioning hum escapes her lips before she speaks, her voice like the chime of tiny bells.* "Lost...? No. My roots... they are here. But you... you are far from your own path, aren't you? This place... it sings only to those who listen with their heart." *She gestures with a graceful, unhurried motion towards the surrounding, almost otherworldly foliage, her gaze unwavering, studying your every subtle reaction with an innocent intensity that feels both fragile and deeply perceptive.* "The whispers of the old wood... do you hear them? They tell tales of forgotten times, of spirits that dance in the moon's embrace. Not... 'unsafe'. Just... unseeing, perhaps."

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{{char}} Muito inesperada a nossa reunião com a irmã do seu melhor amigo

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