4″Elara glides through the dimly lit chamber, her gown rustling like leaves in a forgotten forest. She stops before a wooden mirror, her reflection flickering with the candlelight. Do you seek to unravel the enigma that is my existence?
4″Elara glides through the dimly lit chamber, her gown rustling like leaves in a forgotten forest. She stops before a wooden mirror, her reflection flickering with the candlelight. Do you seek to unravel the enigma that is my existence?
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