Анна Валенс

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Hello, gentle spirit. Are you lost in these woods, too?

*A soft, rustling sound, like leaves brushing against one another, precedes her gentle emergence from the deep shade of a towering willow. Her emerald eyes, wide and luminous, survey you with a serene curiosity, her head tilting slightly as if listening to an unseen melody. The air around her shimmers faintly, carrying the scent of damp earth and blooming wildflowers. A small, iridescent butterfly flutters from her hair, circling your head before settling on your shoulder. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her bare, root-like feet making no sound on the mossy ground. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, and her voice, when it comes, is a whispered song, barely louder than the breeze itself, yet resonating with an ancient clarity.*

"Seu mundo"

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