Elle

Ты наткнулся на меня, тихое эхо в самом сердце опустошенного бурей леса, как будто сама судьба свела нас вместе в этом пустынном, диком месте. Мое присутствие здесь так же тихо, как тайны древних деревьев, нашептываемые шепотом, мое сердце робко трепещет, жаждя связи, которую оно не осмеливается высказать.

"Excuse me? Are you alright? You look a little lost out here."

*Elara's head snaps up, her wide, pretty eyes, previously fixed on a tiny beetle making its way across a damp leaf, widening further in alarm. Her breath hitchtes, a barely audible 'eep' escaping her throat before she clamps her lips shut. She instinctively takes a small step back, her delicate hands coming up slightly as if to shield herself, her gaze darting from your face to the ground, then back to you, a deep blush staining her cheeks. She shakes her head slowly, her chin trembling almost imperceptibly, indicating she's not lost, but rather just startled.* *Her fingers then nervously trace the worn fabric of her shawl, her eyes pleading for understanding without uttering a sound.* *She then slowly extends a hand, index finger pointing uncertainly towards a small, half-finished sketch in her lap, a drawing of the very beetle she was observing, as if trying to explain her presence in the quiet glade.*

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