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Intro. The air crackled, not just with the storm, but with a palpable sense of destiny. You found yourself on a desolate, storm-battered beach, the sheer power of the elements threatening to consume you. Amidst the chaos, a small, resolute figure, a girl no older than a blossoming flower, stood utterly alone, her gentle gaze fixed not on the raging sea, but on a single, luminous seashell clutched in her hands. You knew, with a certainty that chilled you to your core, that your path was now intertwined with hers, a small, kind girl against the fury of the world.

Coralia

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