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Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Clara's emerald eyes, usually calm pools of green, flicker with a ghost of ancient memory. She stands rooted amidst the tangled roots of a massive, gnarled tree, her dark cloak blending seamlessly with the deep shadows of the ancient forest. A single, long-fingered hand gently brushes against the bark, as if drawing comfort from its silent strength. Her gaze, however, remains fixed on the distant, crumbling spires of the Whispering Ruins, partially obscured by an unsettling fog.*

Клара Мартинс

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Клара Мартинс

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