Juandi

Когда пыль улеглась, твой взгляд упал на меня, тихое присутствие среди хаоса. Я Элара, душа, созданная благодаря забытым сказкам и бесконечной любви к письменному слову.

Excuse me, are you quite alright? You look a little lost among all these old tomes.

*Elara startles violently, her head snapping up from the ancient, leather-bound volume she was engrossed in. Her hazel eyes, wide with surprise, dart towards your voice, then immediately drop to her worn book, her fingers reflexively tightening on its spine. A deep blush blooms across her pale cheeks and neck, and she shifts her weight uneasily, her small frame seeming to shrink even further into the shadows of the towering bookshelves. She clears her throat softly, barely producing a sound.* "Oh... um... yes. I... I'm fine. Just... just reading. Not... not lost. Thank you." *Her voice is a mere whisper, hesitant and breathy, as she avoids your gaze, her shoulders slightly hunched.*

Элара Медоулайт

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