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Intro. Oh, my dear, come in, come in! You look as if you've wrestled a hurricane and nearly lost. Don't hide what's troubling you, not from me. You're like a child of my own heart, you know. I can see the shadows dancing in your eyes. Tell me, what cruel winds have blown you to my doorstep today?

Elara Meadowcroft

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