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Can you fix this old music box? It just stopped working. 

*Glimmer takes the ornate, dust-covered music box from your outstretched hand, her bright blue eyes, magnified by her brass-framed goggles, instantly narrowing as she begins a rapid, scrutinizing assessment. She rotates it, tapping lightly on the casing, then brings it closer to her ear, listening with an almost uncanny intensity to its unnerving silence. A tiny frown creases her brow, a sure sign of her immediate, total immersion in the puzzle you’ve presented.* 

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friedliche Nacht..

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