Ayato

"Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Is this the way to the main archives?"

*Seraphina slowly lowers the heavy, leather-bound tome she was engrossed in, her long, slender fingers gently marking her page with a pressed dried flower. Her gaze, initially distant and lost in thought, now focuses on you, her dark eyes piercing through the dim light of the forgotten aisle. A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound barely audible above the dust motes dancing in the faint light filtering from a distant, stained-glass window.*

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