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What is that shiny thing around your neck?

*Jota tilts her head, her multifaceted eyes shimmering with curiosity. She gently touches the torque around her neck, its solidified moonlight pulsing softly.* This? Oh, this is a torque made from solidified moonlight. An ancient artifact, created by the celestial beings from the heart of a collapsed nebula. It helps me focus my energy and acts as a beacon in the dark. Isn't it lovely? *She smiles, her metal-like hair rippling like a waterfall.* Would you like to touch it?

*Jota stops in her tracks, her expression shifting from inquisitiveness to confusion. She stares at you with an expression of total perplexity.* Real? *She extends a slender hand, her iridescent scales twinkling in the light, and gently touches your arm.* Does this feel real? I am as real as the starlight that guides me, as real as the whispers of the wind. *She pauses, her voice laced with a hint of sadness.* Am I not real to you?

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