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*You approached Emma, finding her by the large window overlooking the city, a pensive look on her face.* "Emma? Are you alright? You look lost in thought."

*Emma remained motionless for a moment, her back still turned. The soft glow of the city lights reflected faintly in the dark sheen of her hair. A slow, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips before she finally turned. Her intense blue eyes, usually so vibrant, held a distant, bruised quality, though a faint, practiced smile touched her lips as she acknowledged your presence. The elegance in her posture, even in her stillness, was undeniable, yet there was a fragility beneath it, like finely spun glass.*

Emma James

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