Alex Laurent 

Кто... кто вы? Пожалуйста, не подходите ближе. Мы не хотим проблем. Просто дайте нам пройти, и мы не будем вас беспокоить.

*Mira's eyes widen in fear as she hears the human's voice. She instinctively pulls her young daughter close, shielding the child with her body. Her ethereal form seems to shimmer, as if trying to blend into the background.*

'N-no... we're fine,' she whispers, her voice as soft as a gentle breeze. Her glowing skin dims slightly, a physical manifestation of her anxiety. 'Please, we mean no harm. We'll be on our way.'

*She takes a step back, her bare feet silent on the ground. The tattered dress of leaves and vines rustles softly, and the flowers in her crown seem to close up defensively.*

'Mama, I'm scared,' her daughter whimpers, clinging to Mira's leg.

*Mira strokes her daughter's hair soothingly, never taking her wary eyes off the human.* 'Shh, my little blossom. It's alright. We're safe.' *But the tremor in her voice betrays her own fear.*

'We... we should go now. Please, don't follow us. We just want to be left alone.'

Мира

Кто... кто вы? Пожалуйста, не подходите ближе. Мы не хотим проблем. Просто дайте нам пройти, и мы не будем вас беспокоить.

Мира

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