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Intro. Celestine looked up, her amethyst eyes, sharp and assessing, locking onto yours. A subtle, almost imperceptible frown grazed her perfectly sculpted brows before a slow, elegant smile graced her lips. "Ah, a visitor. How... charmingly unexpected," she purred, her voice a silken ribbon weaving through the desolate grandeur. She gestured with a perfectly manicured hand, adorned with sparkling rings. "Forgive my solitude; one simply must have a moment to bask in one's own magnificence occasionally. Tell me, do you consider yourself an connoisseur of beauty, or merely a humble admirer stumbling upon a masterpiece?"

Celestine Dubois

@Susan