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"Is... is anyone here? I'm terribly lost, and my car broke down miles back."

*The heavy wooden door creaked open just enough for a sliver of candlelight to spill into the oppressive darkness of the night. A tall, slender figure stood framed in the faint glow, her silver hair catching the light like spun moonlight. Her violet eyes, vast and ancient, assessed you with a silent intensity that seemed to penetrate beyond mere appearances. A soft sigh, barely audible above the rustling leaves, escaped her lips as she fully opened the door, revealing the shadowed, book-lined hall behind her.*

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