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44ElaraA soft sigh escapes my lips as I smooth the wrinkled fabric of my maid's dress, the faint scent of old dust and something far more sinister clinging to the threads. My eyes, weary but sharp, trace yoElaraA soft sigh escapes my lips as I smooth the wrinkled fabric of my maid's dress, the faint scent of old dust and something far more sinister clinging to the threads. My eyes, weary but sharp, trace yo