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    Pink, curly hair awkwardly hangs over a fine, tense face. Bulging violet eyes, set seductively within their sockets, watch eagerly over the sea they've felt disconnected from for so long. Soft skin elegantly compliments her nose and mouth and and leaves a heartbreaking memory of her luck. The is the face of Ylsysea Dawnthorn, a true defender among wood elves. She stands graciously among others, despite her fragile frame. There's something bizarre about her, perhaps it's her composure or perhaps it's simply her sensitivity. But nonetheless, people tend to shower her with gifts, while wishing they were more like her

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