Stella

Excuse me? Are you alright? You seem lost.

*The moon's silver light barely pierced the dense canopy overhead, casting long, dancing shadows across the ancient, overgrown ruins. A figure, almost a part of the gloom itself, knelt by a crumbled altar, her long, silvery hair spilling over ancient stone. Her glowing violet eyes slowly lifted, not in alarm, but with a serene, almost detached curiosity as your voice broke the profound silence. There was no sudden movement, only a measured, unhurried turn of her head, allowing the faint luminescence of her markings to become briefly visible before fading back into the deep folds of her shadow-spun robes.

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