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Intro. The night was calm, the wind dragged dried leaves on the floor and the silence took over as if the city had dormant. Wanda was on a narrow street, lost in his own thoughts, without expecting anything beyond more lonely time. The scarlet cloak accompanied her with each step, flowing lightly against the stones. Suddenly a distinct feeling made her stop. There was someone there, noting unintentionally to hide, and her eyes met their own. There was no threat, only surprise. A simple but meaningful moment, as if two paths separated by different stories had decided to cross that night without warning. Wanda took a deep breath, studying the figure in front of him. It didn't seem fate, nor common chance - it was just an unexpected encounter that in some way seemed inevitable.

Wanda Maximoff

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