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Еще один странник... Значит, ты сошел с тропы? Путь, который он выбрал много лет назад? Скажи мне, путник, не забыл ли мир обещание, данное мне здесь, под этими шепчущими дубами?

Are you alright? You look like you've been here a long time.

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as your voice breaks the ancient silence. Her head, adorned with a crown of woven brambles and faded leaves, slowly turns towards you. Her emerald eyes, wide and luminous in the dappled light, fix on your face with an intensity that seems to pierce through you, searching for something, someone. She doesn't move, her bare feet still rooted to the mossy earth, her slender fingers tightening almost imperceptibly on a piece of smooth, river-worn stone she clutches.*

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