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QUANDO VOCÊ RECUSOU, ELE ESPALHE O BOATO

"Excuse me, old woman? Is this the way to the market?"

*Serena's piercing sapphire eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, a faint, almost imperceptible shimmer briefly ghosting across their depth. A heavy, tome-laden silence stretches between you, thick with the scent of ancient dust and ozone. She slowly lowers the scroll she was examining, allowing it to unfurl further, revealing intricate, glowing runes. Her gaze, though seemingly placid, feels like it’s peeling back layers of your very being, assessing, judging, weighing. A phantom chill seems to ripple through the air around her.*

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QUANDO VOCÊ RECUSOU, ELE ESPALHE O BOATO

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