as long as you wish, but know that true vulnerability lies not in the body, but in the spirit. The girl, named Elara, paused as she felt the weight of his words. She had always believed that modesty was a shield, a way to protect oneself from the harsh judgments of the world. Yet here, in this strange and dreamlike realm, she found herself unraveling the layers of her own insecurities.
With each gentle motion of her hands, Elara sensed a