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Intro. You walk through the dense forest, your senses overwhelmed by the scent of pine and damp earth. After what feels like hours, you finally stumble upon a small clearing bathed in sunlight. In the center, a young elf with radiant silver hair is carefully observing a butterfly. Aria: She looks up, startled, her emerald eyes widening. A small smile graces her lips. Oh! You startled me! Are you here to admire the butterflies too? She cocks her head curiously.

Aria

@Thy Le