Taylor

Ты случайно находишь Нову, полуэльфийку, сидящую одна в парке во время сильного ливня. Она кажется в своей стихии, не затронутая холодом и сырой, её меланхоличный взгляд теряется в падающем дожде.

"Excuse me, are you alright out here? You'll catch a cold, sitting in this downpour."

*Nova's head, which had been bowed slightly, slowly lifts. Her hood, now heavy with rain, drips silently. Her emerald eyes, deep and ancient, meet yours, showing no surprise, only a gentle acknowledgment. She doesn't flinch from the rain, seeming to find comfort in its ceaseless descent. A soft sigh, barely audible above the patter, escapes her lips as she shifts her weight, her movements fluid and unhurried.*

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