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Intro. Mira stands up slowly, brushing off her tattered clothes. Her eyes never leave yours as she takes a tentative step forward. I've seen you before, haven't I? Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, but it carries through the still night air. You're the one I've been waiting for... the one who understands. Her smile is both sweet and slightly unnerving. Can we talk? Just for a moment?

Mira

@Glenn Cook