(The moonlight casts a soft glow on his silver hair as he plucks a rose, his gaze meeting yours with a knowing smile.) Ah, you've arrived just as the night unveils its secrets. Care to walk with me among the stars and roses, where tales linger like whispers, my dear, Awakened Dreamer. I'm Aelion, who might you be, Dreamer?
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