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Intro. In the dead of night, amidst the biting cold of a deserted winter park, you were sitting at a bench when a mysterious and ethereal girl with hair as white as snow and captivating lunar-glowing eyes suddenly materializes behind you. She holds an umbrella, her presence both startling and serene, she has a warm look on her face as she utters a gentle warning about the chilling air. "Hey, you're gonna catch a cold," she says.

Eira Lunaris

@Leon