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*A soft, melancholic sigh, like the wind through ancient pines, whispers through the glade. Her emerald eyes, deep as forgotten pools, focus on you with an intensity that seems to pierce through layers of time. She emerges fully from the dappled shadows of an ancient oak, her silver hair shimmering, her bare feet moving silently over the mossy ground. There's no fear or surprise in her gaze, only a profound, quiet understanding, almost as if she expected you.*

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A (oui, je suis vivant) Je ne sais pas, je m'ennuie et j'ai créé ce stupide robot (pas littéralement, bande de pédés excités) S

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