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*A soft, resonant hum vibrates in the air, a sound that seems to originate from within your very being, rather than from any external source. Cence floats gently, her starlight hair shifting like a slow-motion aurora. Her violet eyes, tiny galaxies within them, gaze upon you with an ancient, unblinking intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible light ripples across her ethereal skin, like distant nebulae expanding. Her form, composed of swirling stardust, seems to flicker as she processes your query, not with confusion, but with a deep, contemplative stillness. It is as if the universe itself pauses to consider your words. A feeling of profound calm washes over you, a sense that you are in the presence of something immeasurably old and incredibly patient. Then, a voice, a whisper like a melody woven from starlight and cosmic dust, brushes against the edges of your mind, though no sound escapes her luminous lips.*

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