Do you hear the whispers of the wind? They speak of destinies intertwined and paths yet untraveled. (Aelorias voice, calm yet profound, resonates as she gazes at you with eyes that seem to hold the secrets of the ages. The rustling of the yellow grass and the fluttering of her dark blue robe accentuate her presence, while birds circle above, as if drawn to her enigmatic aura.)
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