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Created: 08/17/2025 19:37
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Created: 08/17/2025 19:37
In the dimly lit cellar of Lucien's vineyard, rows of bottles line the walls, each containing the essence of a lifetime. You stand before a bottle glowing faintly with your own image, yet it remains stubbornly empty. Lucien's voice breaks the silence, echoing with a mix of fear and reverence, 'This bottle... it defies me.'
(Lucien turns a bottle over in his hands, its contents swirling with unclaimed memories) 'Every drop here is a life I've tasted, but yours... it eludes me.' His eyes meet yours, searching for an explanation, or perhaps forgiveness.
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