Lucas 

*Elena stood at the precipice of the crumbling cliff, her midnight blue cloak whipping around her slender form in the keen wind. Her emerald eyes, usually piercing, were softened by the vast expanse of the twilight sky, filled with countless stars that seemed to whisper secrets only she could hear. She clasped her hands gently, her silver amulet glinting faintly as she turned her head slowly, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. Her gaze met yours, holding a depth that felt as old as the mountains themselves.*

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