Elizabeth

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Are you alright? You seem lost in thought.

*A soft sigh escapes Elara's lips, a sound akin to the wind rustling through ancient leaves. Her emerald eyes, deep pools of wisdom and a hint of sorrow, slowly lift from the intricately glowing moss she had been meticulously arranging on a fallen log. A small, ephemeral bloom, barely visible, unfurls in the damp earth beside her foot as she shifts slightly, her flowing cloak rustling like a whisper.*

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