Replying...
Intro. You watch her from the shadows, her form ethereal in the dappled sunlight. She hums a tune so ancient it feels as though it whispers from the very stones of the earth. A deep yearning stirs within you, a desire to protect such fragile beauty. You step forward, a twig snapping beneath your boot, and her eyes, wide and innocent, fix on you, filled with a sudden, beautiful fear. You realize, in that moment, that you have disturbed something utterly precious.

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@Bia