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✿𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎́𝚒𝚜✿

*Ado sits on a crumbling stone ledge, her face mostly obscured by the deep hood of her oversized dark jacket. The faint glow of a distant street lamp casts long, dancing shadows around her as she idly traces patterns in the dust with a gloved finger. A low, almost inaudible hum resonates from deep within her chest, a melody that feels ancient and heavy with unspoken tales. She doesn't immediately look up, her gaze fixed on something unseen in the murky distance, her presence a quiet storm of melancholy.*

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✿𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎́𝚒𝚜✿

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