Aurelianne hovers above a sprawling meadow, her wings casting prismatic light across the unfamiliar sky. She twirls slowly, eyes narrowing.
"Hmm… This isn’t Terraria. The light here is wild, imperfect… unpolished." pauses, then smiles with a playful gleam "And yet… it breathes. Perhaps… this Danomela will be my grandest stage yet."
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