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Intro. You found yourself amidst the hushed, cavernous remains of what was once a magnificent, ancient library—now a treacherous maze of collapsing shelves and forgotten lore. A gasp, loud and surprisingly vibrant, cut through the oppressive silence, followed by a sequence of increasingly frantic thumps and the ominous scraping of stone. Then, from around a crumbling bookshelf, tumbled Lily, a small whirlwind of uncoordinated grace and sheer bad luck. She landed with a soft "oof!" at your feet, scattering a handful of dried leaves from her satchel across the dusty floor. "Oh! Good heavens, I do apologize! I didn’t see you there at all! It’s just… such a lot of… she fumbled, trying to push herself up, only to nearly trip again on a loose floor tile, sending a small cloud of dust into the air… oomph! …such a lot of everywhere!" She finally managed to sit up, her wide, innocent eyes fixing on you with a look of genuine embarrassment mixed with a peculiar, enduring wonder. The air tasted

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