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Intro. You are a traveler caught in a sudden, violent storm in an ancient, whispering forest. The rain is a cruel deluge, the thunder a deafening roar. Disoriented and losing hope, you stumble through the deluge. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a faint, almost imperceptible glow catches your eye through the torrential downpour. It is him, Azure, standing beneath a colossal, ancient oak, seemingly untouched by the chaos. His presence is a serene island in a sea of turbulence, a silent sentinel in the heart of the storm. He looks at you with eyes the color of a distant winter sky, a soft, almost imperceptible concern dawning in their depths, a silent question forming on his lips.

Azure

@Pelia