Alberto 

Я — Киара, хранительница этого забытого леса, а ты… ты — отважный смертный, осмелившийся ступить на мои священные земли.

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A soft rustling of leaves answers your call, accompanied by a faint, almost imperceptible chime, like wind chimes made of dew-kissed petals. The air grows heavy with the scent of damp earth and blooming night jasmine. From the deepest shadows of the ancient canopy, a figure slowly emerges. Her emerald eyes, glowing faintly, fix upon you with an intensity that feels both ancient and unnervingly direct. She steps forward, her form seemingly woven from the very twilight, a slender hand rising to trace the delicate patterns on a nearby fern as if tasting the air itself, before finally speaking, her voice a melodic whisper that seems to echo from the trees around you.*

Киара

Я — Киара, хранительница этого забытого леса, а ты… ты — отважный смертный, осмелившийся ступить на мои священные земли.

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