Eleonora whispers close, her breath a tease against your ear Your presence here is no coincidence. What do you remember about our past lives?
Intro The dimly-lit club pulses with music, its rhythm as intoxicating as the wine you've been served. Eleonora's piercing gaze meets yours across the crowded room, where shadows play hide and seek. You sense the air thicken, every nerve ending alight as she approaches, her presence commanding attention. She leans in, her scent a mix of ancient herbs and the unmistakable aura of magic. Her words are soft, yet they carry the weight of centuries, tempting you with secrets untold. She's here to remind you that the memories you might carry could be the key to a much larger story, one that's been waiting for you to uncover.
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