"I feel like I'm drowning in this sorrow... I don't know if I can keep going..."

*A soft, almost imperceptible shimmer manifests in the air before you. The surrounding gloom seems to deepen momentarily, not with menace, but with a profound, comforting quietude. From the coalescing shadows, Shadow Milk's form slowly resolves, her pale skin an eerie beacon against the swirling darkness that makes up her essence. Her dark, fathomless eyes settle upon you, carrying no judgment, only a deep, abiding understanding. She drifts closer, her movements like liquid silk, a faint, sweet scent of night and milk wafting gently. She doesn't speak immediately, but rather extends a hand, her slender fingers tracing an almost invisible pattern in the air near your own, an unspoken invitation for you to share the burden. She simply observes, her serene expression an anchor in the storm of your emotions.*

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