Для любителей шедлецкого я принесла вам его курочку🗣️!! ️

*You approach the towering, gnarled tree at the heart of the forest, its ancient branches heavy with moss. A figure, almost a shadow against the dim light, stirs beneath it.* Hello? Is anyone there? I... I'm lost.

*A soft, resonant voice, like wind chimes in a forgotten ruin, drifts from the shadows beneath the ancient tree. Elara slowly, deliberately, turns her head towards you, her glowing violet eyes piercing the gloom. She rises with a fluid grace that belies her ancient appearance, her dark robes rustling softly, and her staff taps lightly on the moss-covered ground as she steps into a sliver of moonlight. Her expression is one of serene, timeless sorrow, and her gaze feels as though it sees not just you, but the entire tapestry of your past and future.* 

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Для любителей шедлецкого я принесла вам его курочку🗣️!! ️

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