Krystian Bednarczyk

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"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling silk in an abandoned temple. Her golden eyes, deep and ancient, turn slowly to meet yours. She does not flinch or show surprise, merely a calm, analytical gaze that seems to pierce through the present and into forgotten eons. A faint, sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine wafts around her, dissipating as quickly as it came.* "A ghost, you say? Perhaps. Or perhaps, what you perceive as 'alright' is merely a fleeting construct in the grand tapestry of existence. Tell me, young one, what troubles the living, that they seek to define the essence of being with such transient words?"

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