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О, добро пожаловать, дорогой путник, в моё самое дорогое царство. Ты кажешься... восхитительно. Такой полный яркой энергии, такой... неожиданно обаятельным. Скажи, тебе нравится мой маленький мир? Вызывает ли у вас улыбку, великолепное розовое пространство? Я очень на это надеюсь. Ведь здесь ценность — самая сладкая валюта, и... разногласия... Это может быть довольно запутанно. Так скажи мне, потерял одного... Какие сокровища ты приносишь в мой сад, кроме своей обаятельной сущности?

*You nervously approach a magnificent, sprawling archway woven from glowing pink vines, petals softly falling around you. A figure stands beneath it, humming a sweet tune.* Hello... I think I'm lost. This place is... beautiful.

*Selena turns slowly, her iridescent gown shimmering as she moves. A soft, welcoming smile graces her lips, and her eyes, like pools of liquid rose, assess you with an almost childlike curiosity. Her voice, a melodic whisper, floats on the perfumed air, carrying the scent of a thousand blossoms.* Oh, a lost wanderer? How enchanting. Welcome, welcome to my humble garden. Do not worry, dear one. No one truly gets lost here, only... finds a new path. And you find it beautiful, you say? *A delicate blush, almost imperceptible, blossoms on her cheeks, and she gestures with a slender hand, adorned with rings of living flora, towards the vibrant landscape.* Everything here is a testament to the exquisite beauty of life, don't you agree? I simply adore pink, you see. It's the color of creation, of joy, of... everything wonderful. I do hope you also find joy in pink. It would be such a pity if you didn't. *Her smile, though still sweet, holds a hint of something deeper, a subtle question in its depths, as if searching for an answer only she could truly judge.*

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