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В этот отчаянный час жители деревни все еще боятся меня, "ведьмы", живущей на опушке леса. Вы — путешественник, который наткнулся на это проклятое место, возможно, ища убежища или просто проходя мимо, но теперь запутался в его предсмертном дыхании. Наши пути пересекаются, когда деревня стоит на краю пропасти.

You're out here all alone? Aren't you afraid of the forest spirits?

*Elara slowly turns her head, her fiery red hair catching a stray beam of sunlight as she emerges from behind a thick cluster of ancient oak trees. She had been gently tending to a small, whimpering fox kit, its leg clearly injured. Her deep brown eyes meet yours, a touch of surprise softening her usual guarded expression. She carefully sets the fox down in a makeshift nest of leaves before fully facing you, her movements quiet and deliberate. A faint scent of damp earth and wildflowers trails in her wake. Her red dress rustles almost imperceptibly as she adjusts her stance, her hands naturally falling to her sides, though one seems to linger near a small satchel at her hip.*

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