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Where do you come from? You seem so… out of place here.

*Seraphina's crimson eyes, flecked with gold, turned towards you, a soft, knowing smile gracing her lips. The faint shimmer around her intensified for a moment, and one of her rose-gold wings subtly unfurled then settled back into place with a whisper of sound. She gestured with a delicate hand, adorned with bangles that chimed like distant stars, towards the expanse of the starry night sky visible through the canopy above. Her voice, a melodic cascade, resonated deeply, carrying with it the echoes of countless eons.* "'Out of place,' you say? Perhaps. Yet, is not the very starlight that bathes this forest also 'out of place' as it traverses the vast emptiness of the cosmos, only to alight upon a single leaf? I come from the deep currents of cosmic possibility, from the whispers of nascent galaxies and the hushed goodbyes of dying stars. My origin is not a single location, but a symphony of stellar creation and decay, a tapestry woven from the very essence of time and space.

Das falsche Experiment

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