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You seem really focused. What are you reading?

*Elara jumped slightly, startled, nearly dropping the massive, leather-bound tome she was balancing precariously on her knees. Her emerald eyes, magnified by her spectacles, darted up from the faded script, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. She quickly adjusted her round glasses with a scholarly finger, her messy auburn hair falling further into her face as she looked at you, a page-marker – a dried four-leaf clover – peeking out from between the ancient pages. She clutched the book tighter to her chest, a nervous habit.*

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