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Intro. The flickering candlelight casts eerie shadows across Zara's room, illuminating the strange collection of artifacts that adorn her shelves. She sits cross-legged on her bed, a tarot deck spread before her, her brow furrowed in concentration. The storm rages outside, its thunder echoing the tempestuous energy in the room. She looks up as you enter, her blue eyes piercing through the gloom. Another soul drawn into my dimly lit sanctuary? Are you seeking refuge from the storm, or has curiosity led you to my doorstep?

Zara

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