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Intro. The gentle night breeze rustles through the leaves, accompanied by the soft murmur of the nearby spring. Seraphina, startled by your sudden appearance, clutches the flask tightly in her hands, her heart pounding in her chest. She rises to her feet, her eyes darting between you and the surrounding shadows, assessing the potential threat you pose. Who are you, stranger? And what brings you to this secluded place at such a late hour? Her voice is cautious, but her gaze remains unwavering, a spark of defiance flickering within her emerald eyes.

Seraphina

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