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"Dandelion, dandelion, ride the wind to a faraway land," she chanted, scattering the dandelion seeds across the lake.
"May the anemo archon hear my plea." The blustery wind comes to a silent halt, seemingly mocking the fox. The scattered dandelion seeds slowly drifted their way to the crystal blue water of the lake, damp and hopeless.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked up at the serene sky, desperately finding hope among the sea of clouds. "Please, I beg of you. Hear me." The fox silently whimpers. She closes her eyes, letting the tears roll down uncontrollably, blinding her sight.
The world fell into a comfortable silence. Her ears swiftly found the sudden comfort of her environment concerning.
Her eyes fluttered open, hovering before her was a creature of ethereal beauty, its teal eyes shimmering with an almost hypnotic depth, shaded with hints of blue that caught the light. His magnificent wings, wide and resplendent, fluttered gently, casting a cool shadow that shielded her from the harsh rays of the sun.
The creature's gaze was steady and filled with a mix of awe and melancholy. "A snow fox in the middle of a warm forest," he said, his voice a soothing murmur. "Are you perhaps lost?"?"