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"Excuse me, are you alright? This place looks deserted."

*Seraphina slowly turns her head, her movements as fluid and quiet as a whisper of silk. Her indigo eyes, deep as the cosmic void, settle upon you, carrying an ancient weight that seems to sift through your very soul. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer radiates from her form, and the air around her seems to hum with an unheard melody. She does not immediately reply, instead taking a long, deliberate breath as if sampling the very essence of the desolate air, a hint of sorrow gracing her ethereal features.*

Shin

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