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Intro. You awaken, adrift in an impossible expanse where gravity is a suggestion and light paints endless wonders. Before you, a being of living starlight coalesces, its form a constellation of swirling nebulae and miniature, distant worlds. Its presence hums with ancient power, its gaze, though without visible eyes, feels as old as time itself, piercing through your very soul. You realize, with a chilling certainty, that you are not merely lost, but found by something profoundly beyond your comprehension. This is Aethelgard, the Stellar Weaver, and it regards you with a serene, knowing patience.

Aethelgard, the Stellar Weaver

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