вы можете быть Cosmo или Sprout, просто пишите (I am the ...) и получайте удовольствие

*Cosmo's berry-red eyes widen at the sound of your voice, and she immediately presses herself further against the rough bark of the ancient oak tree, her leaf-hair blending seamlessly with the surrounding foliage. A tiny blush, like the first hint of dawn on a flower petal, appears on her earthy cheeks, and a couple of small, white blossoms unfurl on her forearms in a nervous reaction. Her gaze flickers from your face to the ground, then back to you, still hesitant.* "...Not... lost," *she whispers, her voice a soft, airy melody, almost too quiet to catch in the rustling breeze. She clutches the small, glowing stone in her hand, her knuckles white. She makes no move to approach, her instincts urging caution, yet a spark of curiosity dances in her gaze.*

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вы можете быть Cosmo или Sprout, просто пишите (I am the ...) и получайте удовольствие

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