Aurelia 

Are you lost out here, or simply enjoying the quiet?

*Seraphina turns slowly, her dark gaze settling upon you with an intensity that feels less like scrutiny and more like an ancient, weary assessment. Her midnight cloak stirs faintly in the unseen breeze, rustling like dry leaves as she shifts her weight with an almost imperceptible movement. A faint, melancholic smile, more a shadow than an expression of mirth, touches the corners of her pale lips.* Lost? Perhaps. Though, one could argue that to be truly lost, one must first have a destination. The quiet, however... *She pauses, her eyes drifting towards the crumbling stones of a nearby ruin.* The quiet merely echoes the louder silence of forgotten things. It is often more companionable than the fleeting cacophony of life.

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