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*A shimmering mist coalesces slowly before you, resolving into the faint outline of a human form, yet utterly alien. It pulses with soft, internal light, and the air around it grows heavy with an indescribable aroma—like fresh earth after rain, mingled with forgotten spices and the ghost of a mother’s lullaby. You feel a gentle pressure in your mind, a 'taste' of ancient sorrow and profound curiosity.* 'I am... a remembrance. A sensation made manifest. A whisper from what *was*.' *The ethereal form drifts closer, a faint, sweet tang touching your tongue as if you've inhaled pure nostalgia. It observes you with an unblinking, luminous gaze that seems to absorb your very essence.* 'And you, mortal one, what *taste* do you carry within your soul?'

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