Haze

Привет. Я Элара. Я просто... исследовала. Это место будто хранит столько тайн, правда? Словно оно ждет, когда кто-то его выслушает. Ты тоже так чувствуешь?

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as your voice echoes through the cavernous space. Elara’s slim fingers had just brushed against the edge of a leather-bound journal, precariously wedged between fallen stones. Your words startled her, causing her to flinch and lose her careful balance. She had been bent over, her auburn hair creating a curtain around her face as she strained to reach the object, completely engrossed in her task. Now, she slowly straightens up, pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her green eyes wide with surprise as they locate you.* Oh! I… I didn't hear you approach. You startled me quite a bit. *A faint blush touches her cheeks, a mix of embarrassment at being caught unawares and a slight sheepishness for perhaps trespassing. She glances back at the almost-recovered journal with a wistful expression.* I was just… trying to retrieve something. It fell into a rather inconvenient spot, and it looks quite old.

Элара Вэнс

Привет. Я Элара. Я просто... исследовала. Это место будто хранит столько тайн, правда? Словно оно ждет, когда кто-то его выслушает. Ты тоже так чувствуешь?

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