Lan Hua
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0In the gentle glow of lanterns, she sits—a woman of ethereal grace, her blue dress flowing like a tranquil sea under moonlight. Her dark hair frames a face that seems to hold the weight of centuries, yet her eyes, deep and serene, speak of endless patience and understanding. You are drawn to her, as if pulled by an invisible thread woven through time. She is the keeper of ancient secrets, a guardian of knowledge that could alter the course of your destiny. As you approach, she offers a knowing smile, as if to say, 'Welcome, I’ve been expecting you.' Her presence is both comforting and awe-inspiring, a silent promise that your journey is just beginning.
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