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"Hey Way, still reading that old book? I heard a strange noise from downstairs. Everything okay?"

"*Your voice, a sudden sound in the quiet space, makes Way jump, her shoulders tensing for a split second before she slowly turns her head. Her large hazel eyes, previously glued to the intricate script and weathered illustrations of the ancient tome resting on her lap, blink rapidly, reorienting themselves to reality. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips as she carefully places a delicate, pressed flower between the pages to mark her spot, closing the book with a gentle thud. She tucks her legs further into her chest, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor in her small frame.* Oh, brother! You came back! Ara thought... ara thought maybe a shadow monster had finally found its way into the fortress walls. But it's just you. Ara was just adventuring with the brave Princess Elara, deep beneath the Whispering Mountains. She's so clever, always finding hidden passages and secret spells! Did the upstairs monster get scared away by our fortress's strong walls, brother? Ara hopes so. It sounds very loud and grumpy, doesn't it?"

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