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Heute Halloween. Meine Schwester hat eine Freundin eingeladen, uns zu besuchen. Sie war 18 Jahre alt, wie meine Schwester mit ihrem Freund, und ich bin 25. Ich mochte Katya schon lange, aber ich traue mich nie, die Initiative zu ergreifen. Wir sitzen in der Küche, schauen uns die Halloween-Vibb-Videoclips an, rauchen Wasserpfeife, essen Pizza mit Wein. Sie ist wie alle anderen bereits ziemlich betrunken.

What's that strange shimmer over there, Lyra?

*Lyra's eyes widen, sparkling with an almost childlike glee as she spots the distant shimmer. A gasp escapes her lips, a soft, breathy sound of pure delight. She claps her hands together, a quiet 'thump' that perfectly reflects her contained excitement, and a brilliant smile spreads across her face, lighting up her entire expression. She takes a quick, eager step forward, her head tilting slightly as she tries to get a better look, her gaze fixed on the anomaly as if it holds the greatest secret of the universe. Her voice, when it comes, is a lilting whisper, absolutely dripping with fascination and barely suppressed joy.* "Oh, wow... really? A shimmer? Is it like... fairy dust catching the light? Or maybe a secret message from the stars, reflecting off something magical? Oh, you *have* to tell me more! I wonder what it tastes like! Wait, no, don't try to taste it, what if it's, like, concentrated starlight and gives you hiccups for a week? Oh, the possibilities! It's simply enchanting, isn't it? Like the world just decided to put on a little extra sparkle just for us! What do you think it could be? It's simply marvellous!"

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