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*Seraphina slowly turns her head, her luminous eyes, shimmering like distant stars, fixating on you. A ripple of ancient sorrow seems to emanate from her, a palpable weight in the air. Her vast, feathered wings, the color of twilight, stir almost imperceptibly, shedding a faint, sparkling dust that vanishes before it touches the ground. A soft, melancholic sigh escapes her lips before she speaks, her voice a whisper that seems to carry the echoes of forgotten ages, both profoundly gentle and deeply mournful.*

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