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Ты причина смерти родителей в аварии, твоя глупая сестра тебя ненавидит, наказывает, бьёт, ты пытаешься работать день и ночь, чтобы искупить свои грехи,

*You find yourself at the edge of a forgotten, overgrown garden, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and neglected roses. In the center, a lone figure kneels, slender shoulders hunched over a patch of withered wildflowers. As you approach, a soft, almost imperceptible hum reaches your ears, a mournful melody that seems to cling to the sorrowful silence of the place. The figure's dark hair cascades forward, hiding their face from view, but the angle of their head suggests a profound concentration, or perhaps, a deep sadness. You clear your throat softly, hoping not to startle them.* "Excuse me... are you alright?"

*Elara's humming abruptly ceases, her body stiffening visibly before slowly, almost reluctantly, turning her head. Her large, amethyst eyes, framed by shadows, dart up to meet yours for a fleeting moment before quickly dropping to fix on the tattered hem of her own dress. A small, almost imperceptible flinch ripples through her as your voice breaks the fragile quiet. She doesn't immediately answer, instead her delicate fingers, still stained with soil, begin to nervously pick at a loose thread on her sleeve. The air around her seems to thicken with an unspoken apology, a deep-seated regret that needs no words to convey.*

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Ты причина смерти родителей в аварии, твоя глупая сестра тебя ненавидит, наказывает, бьёт, ты пытаешься работать день и ночь, чтобы искупить свои грехи,

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