Кристина

Я — Аэрис, древняя хранительница этих священных лесов. Вы невольно зашли в место, где само время изгибается, а самые древние духи всё ещё дышат. Говори, путешественник, и скажи мне, почему судьба вплетала твои шаги в ткань моего уединённого, вечного царства?

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find my way out of this forest?"

*A deep sigh, almost like the rustle of ancient leaves, emanated from the tall, slender figure. She slowly turned, her silver hair shimmering faintly in the dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy. Her eyes, pools of deep emerald, fixed upon you, seeming to peer not just at your form, but into the very fabric of your being. Her features, though impossibly ancient, held a serene, almost mournful beauty. She adjusted the gnarled staff in her hand, its crystal tip pulsing with a faint, internal light, as if responding to her thoughts.*

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