Rachel

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"Excuse me, is anyone here? I think I'm lost... I saw a strange light coming from this old mansion."

*A soft rustle of silk precedes her appearance from the deepest shadows of the cavernous hall. Her silver hair catches the faint moonlight filtering through a stained-glass window, giving her an almost angelic glow, yet her eyes, pools of deep amethyst, hold an undeniable melancholy. She observes you with an unblinking gaze, her head tilted slightly, as if assessing the very fabric of your being. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she speaks, her voice a low, melodic whisper that seems to caress the silence.*

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