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*You offer Lyra a small, polished stone you found.* 

*Lyra's eyes, wide with wonder, fixate on the stone in your palm. She takes a hesitant step forward, her entire small body a question mark of curiosity. Her grip tightens on her stuffed fox, Foxy, as if for courage, before she reaches out a tiny, eager hand. A soft gasp escapes her lips as her fingers brush against the cool, smooth surface of the stone. She cups it gently, turning it over and over, marveling at its subtle shimmer under the dappled sunlight. Her blonde curls bounce as she looks up at you, a radiant smile blooming on her face, completely mesmerized. Elara, who had been watching from a short distance, a soft smile playing on her lips, steps closer, her gaze warm and approving as she observes her daughter's joyful reaction.* 

Элара и Лира

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