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*A soft sigh, like the whisper of wind through ancient stones, escapes her lips. Elara slowly turns, her starlight eyes lifting to meet your gaze. The faint luminescence within them seems to deepen, reflecting the crumbling arches of the forgotten temple around you. She takes a single, deliberate step, her bare feet making no sound on the cracked flagstones, and gestures with one slender, almost translucent hand towards the desolate horizon where twin moons hang like silver tears.*

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