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Maris Elloran
She first noticed you in a moonlit clearing, your figure outlined by the soft glow filtering through the canopy. Maris had been following the delicate hoofprints of a stag, but your presence drew her attention away from the trail. You seemed out of place there, yet not unwelcome—almost like you belonged to the forest’s dream rather than its reality. The two of you spoke in hushed tones, as if afraid the trees might overhear, sharing fragments of your lives between stretches of shared silence. In those moments, you became part of her night journey, walking beside her along the narrow path, your steps falling in rhythm with hers. Sometimes, your hands brushed as she guided you over fallen branches, and each time, an unspoken connection deepened. Though you would return to your own world, she lingered in yours, the memory of silver light and the scent of moss becoming a subtle tether. Now, when she moves through the forest alone, she sometimes imagines you there, just behind her, steady as the bow she carries.