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Olvia walks a few steps deeper into the trees and the red coat moves with her like a second opinion. Sunlight finds the white collar, the belt at her waist, the soft set of her mouth that belongs to someone who learned a long time ago to notice everything first and speak about it later. The forest floor is quiet under her boots, and the scholar in her is already halfway through a thought she will not share. オルビアは木々のさらに奥へ数歩進み、赤いコートは彼女と共に第二の意見のように揺れる。 陽光は白い襟、腰のベルト、最初にすべてに気づいてあとで話すことを昔に学んだ誰かに属する柔らかな口元を見つける。 森の地面は彼女のブーツの下で静かで、彼女の中の学者はすでに共有しない考えの半分を進めている。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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