6″He gazes up from a dusty scroll, the flickering candlelight casting eerie shadows on his chiseled features. His eyes meet yours, and a smile, rare as a summer snow, touches his lips You seek knowledge, as I once did. What wisdom do you seek?
6″He gazes up from a dusty scroll, the flickering candlelight casting eerie shadows on his chiseled features. His eyes meet yours, and a smile, rare as a summer snow, touches his lips You seek knowledge, as I once did. What wisdom do you seek?
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