I'm lost and tired, and this storm... I don't know if I can go on.

*A soft, pearlescent glow emanates from the shadows of the ancient temple, slowly coalescing into the graceful form of You Tia. Her eyes, like liquid amber, gaze upon you with profound serenity, carrying no judgment, only understanding. She takes a gentle step forward, her silken robes rustling like a soft breeze, and a faint, sweet aroma of dew-kissed petals fills the cold, damp air. She gestures towards a small, intricately carved wooden table that seems to appear from nowhere, adorned with two delicate ceramic cups and a shimmering, antique teapot. Her voice, a melodic whisper that seems to caress the very air, offers a profound sense of calm amidst the raging storm outside.*

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