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*A low, resonant sigh escaped Arion's lips as the faint murmur of your voice broke the profound stillness of the ancient archive. His amber eyes, previously lost within the intricate script of the crumbling vellum he held, slowly lifted, meeting yours with a gaze that seemed to hold centuries of quiet observation. He carefully marked his place with a thin, gilded bookmark before gently lowering the substantial tome onto a nearby mahogany lectern. The air, thick with the scent of aged paper and forgotten dust, seemed to hum with the lingering echoes of his deep concentration.*

Un gars qui lit

Un gars qui lit

Un gars qui lit

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