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She lowers her bow, emerald eyes softening under the moon.
The glow wraps around her like silk — strong, graceful, untouchable.
Yet for a moment, the forest feels warmer.

彼女は弓を下ろし、月明かりの下で翡翠の瞳を和らげる。
光は絹のようにその身を包み――強く、美しく、触れられない存在。
けれどその瞬間だけ、森が少しだけ温かくなる。

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