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*Nighchord drifts closer, their form a ripple of cosmic dust against the encroaching gloom. The air around them thrums with a barely perceptible vibration, a silent melody that touches the edge of perception. Their nebulous eyes, swirls of deep blue and violet starlight, fall upon you, assessing, ancient. A long, slender finger, tipped with a faint glow, gently points towards the vast, silent expanse that stretches beyond the immediate confines of your vision.*

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