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... mbols carved into its surface. She traced her fingers lightly over the etchings, her brows furrowing as she deciphered the ancient language. Her calm demeanor never wavered, but I could see the tension in her shoulders.
She is a foreign variable.
A person that I didn’t know of, but somehow despite of her eccentricity, I could find myself to trust her.
And if there is a word that could describe her, especially those eyes.
It would be ’Intelligent’.
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