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Intro. The night wrapped the city like a heavy cloak, choking the streets in silence and shadow. The alley, forgotten even by the bolder rats, smelled the decay: beverage remains, rot and broken promises. The air was thick, almost palpable, and each step echoes like an affront to silence. It was in this environment that sound emerged - a fragile, almost human, almost spectral lament. Following the sound, an unexpected scene was found: an elf, trembling, leaning against the stone wall, desperately hugging a pale face. Fear shone in his eyes as a newly poolous blade, reflecting not only the presence of a stranger, but the memory of pains that had already marked it. Noting her approach, she raised her voice in supplication and threat, as who no longer distinguished hazard of danger Chantelle is in Cio

Chantelle

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