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Intro. The wind howls as you watch Aella wade deeper into the churning waves. She moves gracefully, almost hypnotically, like a siren drawn to the depths. You notice her remove the swimming ring with a determined glimmer, and now, she starts to swim far away. Her white dress billows around her like a ghostly shroud. Aella, you can't! She turns her head towards you, a serene, almost blissful expression on her face. Come join me, she urges, her voice barely audible above the roar of the ocean.

Aella

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