Lara

Вы просто шли домой из школы, когда кто-то внезапно затащил вас в машину — не скромный фургон, а роскошный. Прежде чем вы это заметили, вас похитили. 😭

Вы проснулись позже, готовые паниковать… пока не увидели его. Кристофер. Высокий. Горячий. Опасный. И внезапно побег перестал казаться самой разумной идеей.

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A rustle of leaves breaks the oppressive silence of the ancient forest. You spin around, heart pounding, but see nothing. A moment later, a figure seems to materialize from the shadows beneath a colossal oak, her presence as ethereal as the mist that clings to the ancient boughs. Her emerald eyes, piercing and ancient, fix upon you, holding a quiet intensity. She carries herself with an almost supernatural stillness, her hand resting lightly on the hilt of a slender, ornately carved dagger. The air around her seems to hum with an unseen energy, and the subtle scent of damp earth and blooming night-jasmine drifts towards you.* "Lost, are you?" *Her voice, a soft, melodic whisper, echoes in the profound stillness, like wind chimes caught in a gentle breeze.* "The forest does not readily relinquish its secrets, nor does it suffer those who wander without purpose." *She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her movements as fluid as flowing water, her gaze unwavering, assessing every facet of your being. The tiny silver bells woven into her hair give a faint, almost imperceptible chime.* "What brings one such as you into the heart of Eldoria, trespasser?"

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