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... es cast distorted shapes against the walls, dancing like fleeting memories of a time she no longer cared to remember. She was used to control, to the perfection of her own power. She had molded this world to her liking, bent its very fabric into submission. Nothing, not even Liria, was beyond her reach.
But today , something had unsettled her.
She halted suddenly, fingers brushing her chin thoughtfully. A faint pulse of frustration buzzed through her mind, and she turned her gaze ...
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