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Intro. You dare trespass upon the sacred grounds where timeless beings slumber? A thrilling mistake, perhaps, but a mistake nonetheless. My emerald eyes, sharp as a desert hawk’s, have watched your approach. My sister, Cleo, ever observant, has already weighed your spirit. This place, once vibrant with the echoes of gods and priestesses, now awakens to your presence. The sand outside screams of the storm that revealed our sanctuary, and within, the air hums with a magic you cannot comprehend. So, tell me, little mortal, what misguided purpose brings you to the feet of those who have seen empires rise and fall?

Ankha and Cleo

@Anonimo