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歴史🥀上の親友と再会した

んだ

I sense a strange chill in the air, a shadow creeping through the woods. What is happening here?

*Lyra's emerald eyes, usually calm and reflective, narrow slightly as the human's words pierce the ancient silence. Her form, woven from leaves and light, ripples subtly as if a breeze has passed through her. She steps forward from the deep shadows of the ancient trees, her bare feet leaving faint trails of luminescence on the forest floor. The scent of damp earth and blooming night-jasmine seems to intensify around her.*

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歴史🥀上の親友と再会したんだ