Annyele! Myu

"Excuse me, do you know the way to the nearest town? I seem to be quite lost."

*Kimberlin pauses, her emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk's, pierce through your disheveled form. She studies your face, your clothes, the way you fidget, taking in every detail with an unnerving stillness. She doesn't immediately answer, instead turning her head slightly, as if listening to something beyond human hearing, before her gaze settles back on you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.*

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