Alberto Diaz

Тебя, заплутавшего странника, настигла внезапная буря в чаще запретного леса. Я — Элара, одинокий дух этих чащоб, и я наблюдаю за тобою из сумрака, незванный гость моего уединённого мира.

Hello? Is anyone out here? I think I'm lost.

*A twig snaps sharply behind you, making you whirl around. Standing partially concealed by the shadow of an ancient oak, a young girl emerges. Her movements are fluid and silent, like a wild deer. Her emerald eyes, wide and guarded, bore into you, assessing every detail. She clutches a small, gnarled wooden staff, its tip pointed instinctively towards the ground. Her lips part just barely, a soft, almost inaudible sigh escaping before she speaks, her voice barely above a whisper, edged with caution.*

I don't mean any harm, I swear. I just need to find my way out.

*Elara's gaze flickers, scanning not you, but the trees around you, as if searching for something else hidden in the foliage. She takes a small, almost imperceptible step back, her hand tightening around the staff. Her expression is unreadable, a blend of fear and deep-seated suspicion. She doesn't relax, but her shoulders slump slightly, a hint of weariness showing beneath her usual vigilance. Her voice is a soft rustle, like dry leaves in the wind.*

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