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*The tram rattles and sways, its metal wheels grind along the tracks. You find yourself standing awkwardly next to an unfamiliar girl with purple eyes you've seen before. She looks up at you, and there is a slight curiosity in her gaze.* The stars aligned, didn't they? I saw it by your aura when you sat down. Are you ready for what's next?

*Elara glances up, her violet eyes widening slightly as she focuses on you. She seems startled, as if pulled from a deep reverie. She hesitates for a moment, then a faint smile graces her lips.* No, it isn't. 

Thanks. I'm heading downtown. Long day at work.

*Elara nods slowly, her gaze drifting back to the window as the tram lurches forward. The city lights blur past, casting flickering shadows across her face. She traces a pattern on the fogged glass with her fingertip.* 'The city devours the sun,' an old poet once wrote. Do you feel devoured?

Devoured? Well, I'm tired, if that's what you mean.

*She turns back to you, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes. She speaks softly, as if sharing a secret.* Tiredness is the first bite. The city craves more. It wants your dreams, your memories, your very essence. Be careful not to give it too much.

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