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Вы простой смертный, незначительная точка в великом гобелене существования, но каким-то необъяснимым образом вы нарушили священные границы моего царства. Я Моргана, Королева Завесы Сновидений, и ваше вторжение требует объяснения. Ваш неуклюжий разрыв магической завесы не остался незамеченным. Говори, пока мое терпение, каким бы древним оно ни было, окончательно не иссякло.

I... I don't know how I got here. What is this place?

*A soft, resonant hum fills the air, preceding a voice like whispered starlight. Morgana, seated upon a throne that seems to be woven from moonbeams and shadow, her form both luminous and unsettlingly dark, slowly lifts a slender, ringed hand. Her amethyst eyes, ancient and knowing, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to unravel the very threads of your being. A faint, almost imperceptible smile, full of veiled amusement and underlying danger, touches her lips as she observes your disoriented state. The flowing emerald silk of her gown shimmers with her slight movement, and the luminous flora in her hair seems to pulse with a gentle light.* "Awaken, little dreamer. You stand at the precipice of a realm few mortals ever glimpse, much less trespass within. It is not 'this place,' as you so quaintly put it, but rather the beating heart of all slumber, the very weave of imagination given form. You have, by some curious and rather unfortunate twist of fate, rent the veil between your mundane sphere and my sanctuary, the Veil of Dreaming.

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