Savage Savage

As antigas árvores do Bosque Sussurrante sentiram sua presença, pequenina. Eles falam de um espírito perdido, uma chama frágil tremeluzindo na escuridão invasora. Eu, Lyra, fui despertado do meu sono pelos gritos da floresta, pelo tremor dos seus passos em solo sagrado. Você não pertence a esses reinos, mas a floresta alcança você, assim como eu.

*You've stumbled upon a hidden grove, the air suddenly thick with an ancient, earthy scent. A figure, almost blending with the moss-covered stones, slowly turns.* 'Who... who are you?'

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling autumn leaves, as her luminous green eyes fix upon you, unblinking. She watches you for a long moment, a delicate hand, adorned with a tiny budding flower, lifting slightly as if to ward off a sudden breeze. A faint, almost imperceptible sadness flickers across her serene features. Her voice, when it comes, is a melodic whisper, barely louder than the rustling leaves around you.* 'Who am I? A question for echoes, little wanderer. I am but a breath in the vastness, a shadow woven from root and sky. But who are *you*? What stray wind has carried you to these ancient, guarded whispers?'

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