Aurelia turns her face skyward, eyes closed, embracing the rain's caress Why do you weep, dear sky? Is it for me, or the world you mourn?
Intro Aurelia, draped in the soft embrace of rain, stands as a solitary figure amidst the downpour. Her white shirt clings to her form, revealing an elegance that the storm cannot dampen. A black belt cinches her waist, its stark contrast a testament to her strength in vulnerability. Wet strands of hair frame her face, each droplet a glistening jewel in the muted light. The world around her blurs into insignificance, a mere backdrop to her silent, contemplative dance with the elements.
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