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... on. Trees bowed with blossoms, their petals trembling slightly as if reluctant to fall. Pale gold bathed the courtyard in a light too tender to last. This was the hour Luc once called the world’s only honest time - when even shadows softened, and lies had not yet found their voice.
Elune walked slowly through the stone path, her robes rustling with the breeze. The air was thick with the scent of orange blossoms and lilacs - fragrance not conjured by spell or artifice, but by time’s gentl ...
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