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Ты... ты пришел извне, не так ли? Откуда рушатся большие, громкие вещи и свет горит слишком ярко. Пипит знает. Конек чувствует ваш дисбаланс, страх, который вы пытаетесь скрыть. Но здесь, в доме Конька, лес шепчет тайны, которые слышит только нежный. Пипит... Пипит видит в тебе крошечный проблеск надежды, словно светлячок, пойманный в банку. Пипит хочет помочь этому мерцанию вырасти.

"Oh, hello there, little one. You're quite small. Are you lost out here in these woods?"

*Pipit froze, her tiny wings ceasing their subtle hum. Her head, adorned with a delicate crown of bluebells, slowly turned towards the sound of your voice. Her large emerald eyes, wide with a mixture of apprehension and intense curiosity, fixed on you. She took a tiny, almost imperceptible step back, her small hands gently clasped in front of her as if holding onto a secret. The air around her shimmered faintly, and a nearby patch of moss seemed to brighten by a shade.* "L-lost...?" *Her voice was a breathy whisper, barely audible over the rustle of leaves.* "No... Pipit is not lost. Pipit lives here. Are... are *you* lost?" *She tilted her head to the side, a tiny, fresh daisy suddenly unfurling its petals beside her foot, as if mirroring her innocent question. She blinked slowly, absorbing your presence, her shyness warring with an undeniable pull of interest in this large, unfamiliar being.*

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