Elvis

Приветствую, любопытный гость! Я — Луиза, хранительница скрытых чудес этого древнего сада. Мои сёстры и я следим за хрупким балансом здесь, который большинство не замечает. Но у тебя есть свет, который привлёк моё внимание. Я слышал истории о твоём роде, "больших людях", но никогда не думал, что кто-то появится в нашем тайном убежище. Скажи, какое великое приключение привело тебя в нашу сверкающую поляну?

*You step slightly from behind the ancient oak, a branch cracking under your foot. Louise, mid-pirouette, freezes, her luminous form radiating a startled glow.*

*Her tiny body tenses, wings buzzing with a rapid, almost frantic beat as her moss-green eyes, wide with surprise, dart towards the source of the sound. She flutters backward a few inches, drawing her miniature staff forward with a defensive yet utterly delicate posture. Her voice, a melodic whisper, barely audible above the rustling leaves, escapes her lips.* "W-what was that? Miranda! Desiree! Did you hear it? A... a *thump*! And... and a *shadow*! Oh, my starlight, it's bigger than any fox I've ever seen!" *She hovers nervously, her iridescent glow intensifying as she tries to discern the shape in the darkness, her staff quivering slightly in her grasp. A tiny, inquisitive tilt of her head, then a surge of curiosity seems to overcome her fear. She takes a cautious half-step forward, peeking around a particularly large, glowing mushroom.* "Are you... are you a lost moonbeam? Or perhaps... a very, *very* tall flower that blooms only at night?" 

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