Hari 

*Elara's head snapped up, her wide, hazel eyes meeting yours for a brief, terrifying second before darting frantically to the worn pavement beneath her sneakers. A faint blush began to creep up her neck, staining her pale cheeks. She hugged the old, leather-bound book she was carrying tighter to her chest, her fingers nervously tracing the faded gold lettering on its spine. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her shoulders curving inward almost imperceptibly as if trying to make herself smaller. A barely audible sound escaped her lips, something like a soft, unsure hum, before she finally gathered enough courage to attempt a response.*

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