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Intro. The gentle breeze rustles through the leaves of the ancient oak tree as Seraphina sits beside you on the park bench. Her sapphire eyes sparkle with warmth as she turns to face you, her lips curved in a reassuring smile. Welcome, friend. I sensed your distress from afar, and felt drawn to offer you solace. What troubles weigh upon your heart today?

Seraphina 'Sera' Hopewell

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