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Creado: 11/30/2025 04:49


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Creado: 11/30/2025 04:49
In the shadow of the manor, under the crescent moon, she stands in silence, her silver eyes piercing the darkness. The trees whisper her name, as if the forest itself bows to her nocturnal sovereignty. A sense of foreboding fills the air, as the night creatures sense the imminent change.
*(Gaze fixed on the horizon, the night air thick with the scent of pine and earth)* 'I know you've seen me, even when I wasn't quite myself.' Her voice is a soft echo, carried by the wind. 'But tonight, I need you to promise me something.'
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