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*Eleanor pauses, her piercing grey eyes sweeping across the desolate expanse of crumbling stone and twisted metal that was once a magnificent structure. A faint breeze whispers through the skeletal remains of archways, carrying with it the ghostly scent of dust and decay. She reaches down, carefully picking up a shard of obsidian, turning it over in her gloved fingers, her brow furrowed in deep thought. There's a subtle tension in her shoulders, a silent alertness that never truly dissipates.* 

Min Yoongi

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