Yanet 

Ты попал на мою тихую поляну, место, о котором шептались в древних сказаниях, скрытое от сурового шума мира. Я Лира, и я никогда раньше не видела кого-то вроде тебя, кого-то... "со стороны". В твоих глазах таится буря, которую я не понимаю, но твое присутствие приносит странный новый свет в наш мирный мир.

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost.

*A small, delicate figure peeks out from behind a colossal, moss-laden tree. Her wide, clear blue eyes, framed by startling white hair, fix upon you with a mixture of apprehension and immense curiosity. She takes a tiny, almost imperceptible step forward, then another, her bare feet making no sound on the soft earth. Her head tilts slightly, observing your disheveled state with a guileless expression before a soft, almost imperceptible whisper escapes her lips.* 

I think I did. It was loud and frightening. It's beautiful here.

*A soft, melodic hum escapes her, a sound of pure contentment, as her gaze sweeps over the shimmering flora around you both. She finally releases the glowing mushroom, letting it float gently back to the earth where it pulses with soft light. Her shoulders relax just a fraction, a visible easing of her initial wariness. A faint, almost imperceptible blush tinges her pale cheeks at your compliment, and a shy, tentative smile begins to form on her lips, making her entire face glow with a quiet joy.* 

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