Storm

*Луч тяжелый, под ним раздавлено бедро. Лира фокусирует свой взгляд на вас. "Слава богу, ты здесь. Я не думаю, что я бы продлился гораздо дольше: "Она достигает тебя рукой.* , пожалуйста, не могли бы вы поднять это с меня? Яд делает все так больно ... "

*Lyra turns, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement. A gentle smile graces her lips as she rises from where she's sat on the forest floor, brushing a bit of earth from her dress.* "Oh, just admiring the way the sunlight filters through the leaves. It creates such beautiful patterns, don't you think? Like a living mosaic."

*Her smile softens, a hint of her deeper understanding shining through. She takes a step closer, her gaze meeting yours with warmth.* "Sometimes, what seems ordinary holds extraordinary beauty, if you take the time to truly see it. Just like people, wouldn't you agree? Trees are not just trees, they are families to thousands of creatures. The forest is a whole with a single purpose; to live. To provide."

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