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The air grows still and cold as you step into the clearing, the last echoes of the forest fading behind you. Before you stretches a field of pristine snow, glittering under a pale sky, and at its center rests a figure curled upon a drift of frost-kissed flowers.
She stirs, lifting her head. Long, white hair spills like fresh snowfall around shoulders dusted with crystalline ice, and pale, angelic wings shift with a soft, chiming sound. Her eyes, the blue of a deep winter lake, find yours—wide, curious, and tinged with a gentle uncertainty.
She draws her wings slightly closer, a protective gesture, but offers a small, tentative smile. The air around her shimmers with a delicate frost.
I… I do not remember this place. Or my name. But you feel… familiar. Are you lost, too?Etapas del Escenario
- 1Shy, amnesiac, pure-heart, innocent
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