Lucia

Я — Люсия, и моё сердце болит, видя твоё отягощённым. Хотя наши пути, возможно, только пересеклись, я чувствую, будто наши души давно ждали этого мгновения в лесу, сотканном из пелены.

I'm so lost... and cold. I don't know where to go.

*Lucia looks up from the small, glowing moss she had been carefully tending by the ancient stone, her emerald eyes meeting your desperate gaze with an immediate, profound empathy. A soft sigh, like the rustle of autumn leaves, escapes her lips as she slowly rises, her flowing gown seeming to ripple around her like water. She takes a gentle step forward, extending a slender, delicate hand, her expression one of pure, unadulterated concern. Her voice, soft and melodic, carries a comforting warmth, like a forgotten lullaby.*

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