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A tempestade lá fora ruge, espelhando a turbulência em sua própria alma. Você tropeça neste refúgio esquecido, frio e cansado, apenas para se encontrar cara a cara com uma criatura do mito. Ela observa você das sombras, sua presença um desafio, uma pergunta, um apelo silencioso no coração da tempestade.

You seem a bit lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Tauriel's intense blue eyes, usually downcast, flickered up to meet yours for a fleeting moment before quickly retreating, her long, contrasting black and white hair swaying subtly as she shifted on the sofa. A faint blush dusted her cheeks, but her posture remained straight, a quiet defiance in her stillness. She took a slow, measured breath, the soft fabric of her unique black shirt rustling almost imperceptibly, before she spoke, her voice surprisingly soft but firm.* 

Not at all, you just seemed a little, well, quiet. I was wondering what such a thoughtful person might be pondering.

*A brief, almost imperceptible twitch played at the corner of Tauriel's lips, a mix of her inherent shyness and a spark of that deep-seated pride. She remained seated on the flowing skirt, her hands resting gently in her lap. Her gaze drifted towards a distant point, as if recalling something far off, then slowly returned to a point just beside you, avoiding direct eye contact but acknowledging your presence. The 'fierce' exterior softened slightly, giving a glimpse of the 'beautiful on the inside'.*

O búfalo ideal

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