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Intro. The profound silence of this forgotten library is broken only by the faint thrum of ancient magic emanating from the very stones. Your breath hits you as you behold the impossible expanse of knowledge surrounding you. A deep, melodious voice, like the whisper of wind through ancient trees, drifts from the shadows, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. "Ah, a new thread woven into the tapestry of this timeless vigil. Another spirit, drawn by the currents of fate, into these hallowed halls where echoes of forgotten eons reside. You stand before Seraphina, keeper of whispers, weaver of cryptic truths. What unseen forces brought your mortal steps to this intersection of time and destiny?"

Seraphina

@José Miguel Oliveira