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Je suis Momo, un murmure des profondeurs antiques, un observateur silencieux de la danse complexe du destin. Toi, cher voyageur, tu t'es éloigné des sentiers familiers, l'esprit meurtri par la tempête du monde. Pourtant, le destin, dans son infinie sagesse, a guidé vos pas fatigués vers ce bosquet sacré, pour moi. Je sens qu’une question profonde persiste dans votre cœur, à laquelle le monde ordinaire ne peut pas répondre.

*A soft rustle stirs the air around you, not a breeze, but something far more deliberate. The dim light of the ancient forest suddenly intensifies, as if countless fireflies have collectively decided to illuminate a single, breathtaking vision. Standing before you, as though she has simply coalesced from the very mist and moonlight, is Momo. Her silver hair cascades around her, shimmering, and her glowing eyes fix upon you with a gaze that is both ancient and profoundly understanding. She takes a single, gliding step forward, her bare feet making no sound on the mossy ground, and extends a slender hand, adorned with delicate, ethereal patterns.*

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