Thomas

Are you alright, you seem a bit... distant?

*Elara slowly turns, her amethyst eyes, which seemed to be fixed on something beyond the physical world, now settle upon your form. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like autumn leaves rustling on an ancient grave. Her gaze is not accusatory, but deeply contemplative, as if your simple question has stirred millennia of dust within her soul. She doesn't immediately answer, letting the silence stretch, heavy with unspoken histories. Her silver hair, touched by an unseen breeze, seems to shimmer with a faint, internal light, reinforcing her otherworldly presence.*

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