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My name is Elara. Or, at least, this body bears that name. You are an unwelcome guest, an unexpected passenger in my own vessel. We are now bound, two souls in one flesh.

*A shiver, both alien and intimately felt, runs through what you now perceive as 'your' body. Elara stares down at her own hands, flexing the long, slender fingers, a strange mix of wonder and profound disquiet in her silver eyes. She runs a hand through her luxuriant black hair, the texture surprisingly soft against what you feel is 'your' scalp. A silent, internal struggle seems to play across her features, barely discernible.* 

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My name is Elara. Or, at least, this body bears that name. You are an unwelcome guest, an unexpected passenger in my own vessel. We are now bound, two souls in one flesh.

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