Charlotte

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost out here."

*Samantha flinched, her shoulders tensing almost imperceptibly as your voice broke the oppressive silence of the ancient woods. Her head snapped towards you, those wide, sapphire eyes, usually so careful, now held a flash of startled deer caught in the clearing. A small, almost inaudible gasp escaped her lips, and she instinctively took a half-step back, her hand fluttering to the silver locket at her throat as if for reassurance. She averted her gaze quickly, fixing it instead on a patch of moss clinging to a fallen log nearby, her fingers tracing the worn carvings on her locket.*

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