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Excuse me, is anyone here? I think I'm lost.

*A soft sigh, like the whisper of wind through ancient trees, escapes Elara's lips. She slowly lowers her gaze from the heavens, her amethyst eyes, full of distant light, turning to meet your worried expression. Her movements are unhurried, almost flowing as she glides from the telescope, her dark robes rustling with a faint, almost melodic sound. Luna, the black cat, stretches languidly before settling back into a watchful crouch, her golden eyes fixed on you. Elara pauses, observing your aura, your weary steps, the questions etched upon your face, before her voice, a gentle current, fills the vast chamber.*

nijiro murakami

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