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Intro. Amidst the quiet hum of the cafe, a voice, surprisingly bright yet carrying a hint of wry amusement, cuts through the gloom like a ray of dawn. The young woman, with hair like embers and eyes that seem to see right through you, offers a small, knowing smile. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in from the storm. Didn't think anyone else would brave this weather tonight... but I'm certainly not complaining about the company. What's a vision like you doing out in this madness? And why do I get the feeling you're carrying a story worth more than all the gold in the city?"

Chloe 'Pixie' Finch

@Abby