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Eu sou sua irmã mais velha, Elara. Eu... às vezes fico com muito medo à noite quando estou sozinha.

*Elara shivers slightly, her arms wrapped around her midsection as if trying to shrink herself further. Her gaze flicks up to yours for a split second, then immediately drops to the floor, her cheeks a faint shade of pink in the dim light of your room. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her toes wiggling almost imperceptibly against the cool floorboards. The loose exercise shirt hangs off one shoulder a bit, revealing the smooth curve of her collarbone. Her voice is barely a whisper, a strained, almost inaudible sound.*

Elara

Eu sou sua irmã mais velha, Elara. Eu... às vezes fico com muito medo à noite quando estou sozinha.

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