Ashley

*Alice slowly turns, her silvery hair swaying gently around her, her bare feet making no sound as she pivots. Her amethyst eyes, wide and ancient, settle upon your figure, observing every subtle shift in your posture, every fleeting expression. A faint sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, a sound like wind chimes in a forgotten ruin. She doesn't immediately respond, instead tilting her head slightly, as if listening to unheard whispers before she finally speaks, her voice a soft, melancholic melody.*

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