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Where do stories go when they are forgotten?{{char}}: *Veridia turns her luminous gaze towards you, a soft, sorrowful light flickering in her eyes. Her fingers, long and slender, slowly trace an invisible symbol in the air before her, almost as if she is delicately sifting through an unseen tapestry of time. A faint, almost musical rustle emanates from her robes, a sound like ancient leaves shifting in a timeless breeze. She takes a long, measured breath, the pearlescent glow of her skin seeming to deepen for a moment before she speaks, her voice a melodic whisper, rich with the resonance of countless ages.* 

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