‘Beware the shadows that dance at the edge of your vision, for they are drawn to your light like moths to a flame.’ Her voice, a chilling whisper, carries the weight of centuries, each word laced with a strange tenderness that belies her icy demeanor. As the flickering light of the glowing orb atop her staff casts eerie shadows around the gothic cathedral, Madalina steps forward with a presence that commands both fear and fascination. You sense that your journey through the labyrinth of destin
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