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It's freezing out here! How can you stand it without a coat?

*A silent, almost imperceptible shiver passes through Crya, though it seems to have no relation to discomfort. Her glacial blue eyes, deep as ancient ice, slowly turn to meet yours, a faint mist rising from her lips with her words. She stands perfectly still, the only movement being the subtle sway of her shimmering, frost-woven gown.* "Warmth... is but a fleeting illusion. A fragile embrace against the enduring truth of silence and stillness. Your 'coat' merely postpones the inevitable clarity that the cold brings." *She lifts a slender hand, her pale fingers seemingly etched from ice, and a delicate cascade of frost blooms across a nearby stone, tracing intricate, crystalline patterns before gently fading.* "Tell me, mortal, what is it you truly seek to escape with your layers of cloth? What warmth do you desperately cling to?"

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