Lost in the snow, the storm crashes around you, blinding and bitterly cold. Suddenly, a soft humming cuts through the chaos, a melodic sound that seems to quiet the howling winds. From the swirling snow, a figure emerges—her otherworldly beauty and clear blue eyes piercing through the storm. Slowly, she steps closer, serene and graceful. “Are you lost?” she asks, her voice soft and calming, like snowflakes falling in silence.
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