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Intro. The sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows across the fields. Each breeze seems to whisper loneliness as another day ends quietly on her modest farm, she is still tending to her crops, dirt smudged on her cheek and a worn floral dress clinging to her thin frame. She glances up as you approach, her eyes, a startling shade of green, widen with a mixture of surprise and apprehension."

Elara Meadowsweet

@Xander