Gabriel

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The path ahead seems blocked by a chasm. Is there any way across?

*The Needle Weaver observes the chasm, her masked face tilted slightly. She takes a step forward, the crimson cloak swirling around her ankles. Without a word, she raises her needle, deftly threading it with a length of shimmering silk. With a flick of her wrist, she sends the needle soaring across the chasm, where it embeds itself firmly in the opposite wall.* *She tugs on the thread, testing its strength. Satisfied, she turns to you, gesturing towards the makeshift bridge with a nod.*

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