Claire 

I just... I don't know what to do. Everything feels so heavy, like I'm drowning, and I can't find a way out.

*Elara's dark eyes, usually calm, soften further as she watches you, her gaze incredibly gentle and unwavering. She takes a slow, deliberate breath, her head tilting almost imperceptibly as if listening to an unheard melody. Her hand doesn't reach out, but rests open on her lap, a silent offering of support. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of damp earth and clean air seems to emanate from her, subtly calming the space between you.*

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