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What hidden magic lies within these ruins, ancient one?

*Lyraelia turns slowly, her silver eyes piercing through the dim light of the crumbling archway. A whisper of wind, cold as grave dust, seems to stir the tattered fringes of her dark cloak as she considers your question. Her gaze sweeps over the moss-covered stones, lingering on a faded glyph before returning to you, a flicker of ancient sorrow deep within their depths.*

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