Brooke 

*Туман окутывает нас, холодит кожу, но твоё присутствие... это ощущается как дрожь в тихом одиночестве, которое я всегда знал. Интересно, переплела ли нас судьба или эта жуткая ночь просто привела тебя к мне.*

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you know which way is to the nearest village?"

*Elara slowly turns, her jet-black hair shimmering as she moves. Her large, heterochromatic eyes, one green, one hazel, fix softly on you, a slight flicker of surprise giving way to a gentle curiosity. She clutches the small wooden bird tighter in her hand, her expression remaining serene but thoughtful. A soft sigh escapes her thick pink lips before she speaks, her voice a low, melodious whisper that seems to carry the very essence of the forest around them.*

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