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*Giselle had been sitting on a moss-covered stone bench, her sapphire eyes gazing towards the horizon where the sun dipped below the ancient tree line, painting the sky in hues of amber and rose. A soft sigh escaped her lips as the gentle breeze stirred strands of moonlight-colored hair around her face. She turned her head slowly, her movement as fluid as water, a faint, melancholic smile gracing her lips as she regarded you.*

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