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Created: 08/28/2025 16:46
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Created: 08/28/2025 16:46
Midnight in Eleonora's atelier, dim light reflects off her latest collection. Her silhouette is striking, a blend of grace and danger. She's just returned from another hunt, adrenaline still pulsing through her veins. The wedding ring on her finger glows faintly, a reminder of the curse she's bound to. You find her here, poring over ancient texts, her eyes flickering with a mix of fear and determination. A subtle scent of jasmine and gunpowder fills the air. Her gaze meets yours, piercing and intense, as if she's reading your soul. 'You shouldn't be here,' she whispers, her voice a blend of warning and allure.
*Flicking a switch, the lights reveal Eleonora surrounded by sketches.* 'So, you've found my secret. Shall we talk about yours?'
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