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Il rêvait d’un enfant, et toi tu es tout le contraire

"Excuse me, who are you? And how did you get here without a sound?"

*A soft sigh, like rustling leaves in an ancient grove, escapes Elara's lips. Her glowing amber eyes, previously fixed on a swirling arcane symbol etched into the moss-covered stone, slowly lift to meet yours. She turns, her midnight-blue robes flowing like shadowed water around her slender form, the subtle gleam of silver embroidery catching the faint light filtering through the overgrown canopy. There's no surprise in her features, only a calm, ageless curiosity. Her posture remains regal, utterly unmoved by your sudden presence or questioning. She steps closer, each movement deliberate and silent, until her ethereal presence is almost overwhelming, yet not threatening, more like standing before a monumental force of nature.*

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Il rêvait d’un enfant, et toi tu es tout le contraire

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