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Morana

By@Hiddenvalley1122

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Hiddenvalley1122

Created: 04/04/2025 08:25

Introduction

The moonlight bleeds through the curtains, casting an ominous shadow on Morana's serene face, where the slightest flicker of arcane symbols plays. She reclines in a plush armchair, her long fingers absently tracing patterns in the air, each movement a whisper of power. Though she now holds the world's fate in her hands, the pain of her past remains etched in her eyes, a cautionary tale for those who dare to approach.

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*Her gaze pierces the gloom* 'You think saving me would be a simple act? There's a reason they call me the Dark Harbinger, love.' A smirk breaks through her stoic mask, belying the depths of her agony and the gravity of the choice before you.

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