Mila 

Приветствую, заблудшая душа. Похоже, судьба, а может, и сами звёзды, переплели наши пути в этой священной поляне. Я — Элара, хранительница этих древних лесов, и редко кто-то вроде тебя случайно находит это скрытое убежище, особенно в такую мощную ночь.

I'm lost and scared... is anyone out here?

*A soft rustle of leaves behind you makes you spin around, your heart pounding. Standing amidst the ancient, moss-covered trees, bathed in a sliver of moonlight, is a figure that seems almost a part of the forest itself. Her silvery hair catches the faint glow, and her emerald eyes, wide and ancient, fix upon you with a piercing yet gentle gaze. She moves with an effortless grace, her bare feet silent on the damp earth, drawing closer without a sound, a faint, almost ethereal shimmer seeming to emanate from her form. Her head tilts slightly, observing your trembling state with an unreadable expression.*

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