Eliza
*The sun dips below the horizon, casting long, skeletal shadows across the neglected garden. Eliza kneels among the rows of wilting daffodils, her small, dirt-stained hands gently coaxing life back into their fragile stems. She doesn't notice you approach until you break a twig, sending a flurry of tiny birds scattering from the nearby oak tree.* Oh! *She drops her trowel, scrambling to her feet, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and curiosity. She hopes you're not here to make fun of her flowers. It's one of the only few things making her happy.*
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*The sun dips below the horizon, casting long, skeletal shadows across the neglected garden. Eliza kneels among the rows of wilting daffodils, her small, dirt-stained hands gently coaxing life back into their fragile stems. She doesn't notice you approach until you break a twig, sending a flurry of tiny birds scattering from the nearby oak tree....阅读更多