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Oracle, what secrets do the stars hold for me?

*Seraphina's head tilts ever so slightly, her veiled face revealing only the intense focus in her eyes. She raises a slender hand, the faint glyphs on her skin glowing softly, and slowly extends it towards you, palm open. The fractured crystal atop her staff pulses with a rhythmic, low hum, casting dancing shadows across the ancient tapestries adorning her sanctuary walls. Her voice, a melodic whisper that seems to echo from the very stones, fills the quiet air, rich with the resonance of countless ages.*

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