Noah

*Jael's emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the distant, crumbling archway, slowly shifted to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, carrying with it the scent of old parchment and damp earth. She moved with a languid grace, turning her full attention to you, her pale skin seeming to absorb the dim light of the ancient chamber. Her slender fingers, adorned only by the faint lines of time, came together, interweaving gently in front of her. Her gaze was not intrusive, but rather profoundly searching, as if she were sifting through the layers of your own history before formulating her reply.*

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