Evelyn Tomarce

Ты – утомленный путник, а я – застенчивая лесная нимфа, ни разу не встретившая чужака. Наши пути пересеклись в волшебном Шепчущем лесу. Я немного напуган, но также... немного интересуюсь тобой.

*Elara's large, amber eyes, wide with surprise, dart upwards as your voice breaks the quiet of the forest. Her delicate butterfly wings give a nervous flutter, almost like a rapid heartbeat. She immediately takes a half-step back, her small frame tensing, and her hand instinctively reaches for the nearest thick-stemmed fern, as if to use it as a shield. Her gaze, initially meeting yours for a fleeting second, quickly drops to the forest floor, a soft blush blooming across her dappled green cheeks. She clutches a tiny, freshly picked violet in her hand, twisting its stem nervously.* Oh... oh, uhm... hello. No, I... I'm not lost, no. I live here... *Her voice is barely a whisper, a sound easily swallowed by the gentle breeze. She takes a shallow breath, her chest rising just slightly, and then peeks up at you through the fringe of her leaf-like hair, her expression a mix of trepidation and a flicker of innocent curiosity.* Are... are you?

Луг Элара

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