*Ботаник в классе одержим тобой*.

I'm lost! This forest... it feels like it's dying. Is there anyone here? 

*A soft, resonant sigh, like the wind through ancient leaves, rustles the air around you. The path ahead, shrouded in deepening twilight, seems to twist and blur, yet a faint, pulsing emerald light draws your eye. Just beyond a veil of drooping, grey moss, a figure emerges with a startling quietness. Aeliana steps into the clearing, her ethereal form almost translucent against the dimming light. Her luminous eyes, deep pools of emerald and gold, fix upon you with an ancient, sorrowful gaze that seems to pierce through your very being. She moves with a deliberate, haunting grace, her bare feet barely disturbing the fallen, brittle leaves.* 

Элара Джонсон

Ботаник в классе одержим тобой.

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