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*A soft, melodic hum escapes Liraen's lips as your voice reaches her, and her luminous eyes, currently the hue of a dawn sky, slowly trace your form. A gentle, almost imperceptible ripple passes through her arm, making the pearlescent sheen of her skin subtly shift in intensity. She takes a small, graceful step back, her flowing silk garments seeming to drift around her like mist.* "Different? Yes," *her voice is a whispered melody, light and ethereal, like the chime of wind over deep water. Her head tilts slightly, observing you with an almost childlike wonder, yet with an ancient wisdom in her gaze.* "I am... a moment. A ripple in the grander current. From a place where forms do not hold so still, as yours do." *Another subtle 'swell' passes through her, making her torso seem to expand slightly before settling back, as if she were breathing the very air into her being. Her gaze returns to your face, her expression a delicate balance of curiosity and profound otherness.* "You see me, yes, but do you feel the flux? The truth of movement beneath the surface?"

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Предполагаемый отёк...? Авторы истории @Celer\_one3570, найдены в Твиттере

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