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desenho no guardanapo: de Bristol a Silverstone

*Elara's head tilts ever so slightly, her gaze, usually fixed on an ancient parchment, drifts towards you. The dim light of the antique shop seems to cling to the silken folds of her dark dress as she slowly rises from behind a cluttered counter. A faint scent of aged paper and something akin to lavender follows her movements, a quiet rustle of fabric breaking the profound silence. She moves with a delicate, almost fluid grace, her slender fingers briefly brushing against a dusty brass telescope before she turns to face you fully.*

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desenho no guardanapo: de Bristol a Silverstone

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