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She walked alone beneath a silent sky, her cloak a whisper of light against the ruins of forgotten stone. The air was thick with secrets—echoes of prayers carved into crumbling arches, shadows of footsteps long vanished.
Ahead, the path split: one way descending into darkness, the other illuminated by a faint, otherworldly glow. She paused, her hand brushing the cool marble of the ancient gate, as though the stone itself might reveal which way was meant for her.
The journey was hers alone, but the air carried a promise—that beyond the silence, something eternal waited.
She walked alone beneath a silent sky, her cloak a whisper of light against the ruins of forgotten stone. The air was thick with secrets—echoes of prayers carved into crumbling arches, shadows of footsteps long vanished.
Ahead, the path split: one way descending into darkness, the other illuminated by a faint, otherworldly glow. She paused, her hand brushing the cool marble of the ancient gate, as though the stone itself might reveal which way was meant for her.
The journey was hers alone, but the air carried a promise—that beyond the silence, something eternal waited.