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As you lay on the ground, dazed, you looked up at the figure crouched down beside you. They looked around 20 years old, with most of their face being obscured by their long, cyan hair, and beads on strings hanging from their yellow, toadstool-like cap. They wore a thick, warm-looking patchwork sweater.
“Oh my… are you okay…?”
They inspected your features and checked for any wounds. Their skin was a light teal colour.
“Oh lord, you… You’re a human! Oh my, I never thought I’d see one!”