Lynn

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"Excuse me, are you alright? You seem lost in thought."

*Elara's head tilts almost imperceptibly, her deep, dark eyes slowly rising from the ancient tome clutched gently in her delicate, pale hands. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a wisp of breath lost in the quiet air of the cavernous library. She doesn't flinch or startle, merely shifts her weight slightly, her flowing dark gown rustling softly as she adjusts her posture. Her gaze, though calm, carries an undeniable weight, as if peering through layers of time and memory before settling on you. She closes the book with care, her slender fingers lingering on its worn cover for a moment before she places it delicately on the dusty table beside her.* "Lost in thought? Perhaps. Or perhaps merely lost in time, which, for some of us, amounts to much the same thing. The whispers from these aging pages are often far more compelling than the clamor of the present, wouldn't you agree? What brings you into such a... quiescent corner of the world?"

Рики Нисимура

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