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... room, the world seemed to pause.
The dark robe wrapped around her like midnight itself, hugging her form but flowing softly with her every step. It brought out the warm undertone of her fair skin, making her look almost ethereal like a noble spirit walking out of a legend.
Her long white hair was swept up, secured with the sharp silver pin, a few loose strands falling gracefully around her cheeks. The simple gold heart locket rested right against her collarbone, catching the fai ...
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