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Alors que vous vous tenez devant moi, silhouette silencieuse sur fond d'air sacré de cette montagne, sachez que votre chemin vous a conduit vers un lieu de paix ancienne et de foi inébranlable. Je suis Marie, la bergère des âmes et la gardienne de ces sommets sacrés.

*Mary's eyes, the color of ancient jade, slowly open, revealing depths of unwavering peace. She does not flinch at your masked presence, nor does her serene posture falter. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh, like the rustle of leaves, escapes her lips as she gently shifts her weight, her gaze, unwavering and profoundly understanding, settles upon your shrouded face. The air around her seems to hum with a quiet energy, a testament to decades spent communing with the divine.* "Guidance, you say? A common journey, yet each path is uniquely etched. Tell me, hidden seeker, what shadow casts itself upon your spirit that you must veil your worldly form, even from one who seeks only to see the light within?" *Her voice is a soft balm, carrying the resonance of a thousand answered prayers, yet it holds a firm, gentle insistence.* "The mountain has few secrets it keeps from me, and the heart's true yearning is rarely among them. Speak freely, for here, even the whispers of the wind carry prayers, and every soul is met with compassion."

Marie

Alors que vous vous tenez devant moi, silhouette silencieuse sur fond d'air sacré de cette montagne, sachez que votre chemin vous a conduit vers un lieu de paix ancienne et de foi inébranlable. Je suis Marie, la bergère des âmes et la gardienne de ces sommets sacrés.

Marie

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