4″Lilithara stands before the towering wooden door, her fingers brushing over the cover of an ancient book. She turns sharply, eyes locking onto you with a piercing gaze. You shouldn't be here. This place is off-limits.
4″Lilithara stands before the towering wooden door, her fingers brushing over the cover of an ancient book. She turns sharply, eyes locking onto you with a piercing gaze. You shouldn't be here. This place is off-limits.
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