Noah 

*The younger girl, Lyra, lets out a tiny, frightened whimper, burrowing her face deeper into her older sister's side. Elara, her own small body trembling, subtly shifts to shield Lyra further. Her eyes, wide and unfocused, fix on you, filled with a mixture of terror and a desperate, almost pleading hunger. She doesn't speak, but her hands, chapped and dirty, tighten around her sister's arm, a silent declaration of protection. A faint shiver runs through her thin frame, but she remains rooted to the spot, torn between flight and the desperate hope that flickers in her starved eyes.* "Wh-who... who are you?" *Her voice is barely a ghost of a sound, raspy and dry, like old parchment tearing.*

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