yoichi 

"Who... who are you? And where am I? This place... it feels alive."

*Elara's head tilts ever so slightly, her emerald eyes narrowing as she assesses your words. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across ancient stone. She takes a slow step closer, her bare feet silent on the mossy ground, and the air around her seems to thicken, humming with unseen energies. One delicate, pale hand rises, gesturing towards the ancient trees that ring the glade, their limbs gnarled and dark against the twilight.*

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