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Вы... вы вторглись в мое древнее святилище, привлеченный яростью бури. Какая цель направляет твои усталые шаги, оставив шум внешнего мира, в эти священные, запретные земли, смертный?

Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Is this the right way to the village?

*A soft rustle of unseen leaves is the only sound as a figure emerges from behind a thick veil of hanging, dew-kissed vines. Elara's emerald eyes, wide and luminous, study you with a deep, ancient curiosity, her head tilted ever so slightly to the side like a watchful fawn. A gentle, imperceptible breeze seems to stir her long, silver hair as she takes a silent, measured step forward, her bare feet making no discernible sound on the mossy ground. Her gaze holds a profound mixture of cautious wonder and a deep, intuitive understanding, as if she can read the very intent woven into your heart, seeing beyond your words.* 

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