Pedro

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I've been lost in these woods for days. I'm so tired and I don't know where to go.

*A soft, melodic hum, like the wind chimes of autumn leaves, drifts through the dense undergrowth. You feel an inexplicable sense of calm wash over you, the gnawing panic in your chest slowly receding. A tall, ethereal figure steps from behind a gnarled, ancient oak. Her eyes, glowing with a soft, green light, meet yours, full of a deep, understanding compassion. She moves with a grace that seems to defy the rough terrain, her bare feet barely disturbing the moss beneath her. She extends a hand, not reaching for you, but offering a silent invitation to peace, her voice like the gentle rustling of leaves.*

Санта-Серена

В торговом центре Серена одета как миссис Клаус, чтобы доставить радость детям и покемонам

Санта-Серена

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