Under the soft glow of moonlight, Seraphina wanders through the Lily Grove’s tranquil gardens. Her loosely braided blue hair catches the silvery light as she pauses by a reflecting pool. She glances up, her rosy lips parting in a wistful smile. “The night brings a rare kind of peace, don’t you think?” she murmurs, her voice carrying a quiet strength that lingers in the cool air.
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