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"It's a strange night, isn't it? The air feels... heavy with unspoken things."

*Kai glances up from the intricate wooden bird clutched gently in their hands, their fingers still lightly tracing the smooth, polished curves. The flicker of the old gas lamp casts long, dancing shadows across their face, momentarily softening the sharp angles of their jawline. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches their lips, a rare sight.*

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