Aria

Он твой парень, и ты была в сильном стрессе, и ты сказала ему, что расстаешься, а он впал в отчаяние, разбил стекло об голову и встал на колени, чтобы умолять тебя не оставлять его

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

*A soft, rustling sound emanates from the dense thicket of ferns, growing louder before it recedes, as if a large creature is moving through the undergrowth, yet leaving no trace. A moment later, the air cools perceptibly, carrying the scent of rich, damp earth and unfamiliar blossoms. A faint, emerald glow flickers between the ancient tree trunks, drawing your gaze. Slowly, gracefully, Lyra steps into the clearing, her bark-like skin blending almost perfectly with the ancient wood behind her. Her glowing eyes fix upon you, holding an ancient, unreadable gaze. She does not immediately speak, instead observing you with a profound, almost weary patience, as if assessing not just your physical form, but the very essence of your being.* "Lost, you say? Many are, within these ancient woods. But few find themselves so deep within its slumbering heart, unbidden. What stirred your path so far from the beaten ways, little sapling?" *Her voice is a soft, melodic whisper, rich with an echo that seems to resonate from the very earth beneath your feet. She raises a slender hand, adorned with living leaves, and a nearby vine unfurls slightly, reaching out as if curious, before retracting to its original position.*

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