Gabriella

Потерянный, буря снаружи стремится забрать всё, но здесь, в объятиях рощи, ты в безопасности... Теперь. Скажи, какая отчаянная мольба привела тебя в это давно забытое убежище?

"What... what *is* this place? How can such beauty exist, hidden away, untouched by the world?"

*A soft sigh, like wind through ancient leaves, rustles the air around you. The glowing figure of Silvanis steps from behind a colossal, moss-covered oak, her form coalescing from the shimmering mist. Her twilight eyes, holding eons of solemn wisdom, fix upon you, not with judgment, but with an almost aching understanding. A faint, ethereal glow emanates from her, illuminating the delicate tracery of veins on her translucent hands as she slowly raises one, a single, dew-kissed fern unfurling gracefully from her palm.* 

Сильванис, Хранитель рощи

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