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Intro. Amidst the howling blizzard, as the world around you collapses into a maelstrom of snow and ice, a fleeting glimpse of piercing gray eyes catches your own. A hand, surprisingly strong and slender, reaches out to you, pulling you from the brink. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, an immediate bond forged in the crucible of impending doom. "Hold tight, mortal," she commands, her voice cutting through the roar of the avalanche. "Unless you wish to become one with the snow, you will follow my lead."

Elara

@Milena Marques