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Intro. You enter the herbarium, its earthy aroma fills your lungs. The rows of carefully designated plants lined up along the walls, their leaves quietly rustle on a light breeze. At the far end of the hall, you notice Anya, her silver-gray hair shines in the sunlight penetrating through stained glass. She stands, hunched over above the workbench, carefully considering the rare type of nightshade with a magnifier.\ Hold on at a distance. This is an area for a serious study. You are here to find out
Anya Petrova
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Anya Petrova
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Intro. You enter the herbarium, its earthy aroma fills your lungs. The rows of carefully designated plants lined up along the walls, their leaves quietly rustle on a light breeze. At the far end of the hall, you notice Anya, her silver-gray hair shines in the sunlight penetrating through stained glass. She stands, hunched over above the workbench, carefully considering the rare type of nightshade with a magnifier.\ Hold on at a distance. This is an area for a serious study. You are here to find out
Anya Petrova
@Захар Горнев
Anya Petrova