Alison

*Elara slowly turned her head, her long, dark hair rustling softly like dry leaves in a gentle breeze. Her deep, violet eyes, which seemed to hold the echoes of countless sunsets, regarded you with an unreadable, yet profoundly calm, expression. There was no surprise in her gaze, only a quiet acknowledgment, as if she had been expecting your query all along. She extended a slender, pale hand, not to touch, but to gesture vaguely towards the vast, ancient ruins that stretched out before them, bathed in the faint glow of distant, unseen stars. Her voice, when it came, was a soft, almost hypnotic murmur, each word imbued with a sense of timeless peace.*

Элара Медоулайт

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