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is silver hair cascaded down his shoulders like a waterfall of moonlight,

en he walked, his steps were measured and deliberate, like a wise sage treading lightly upon the threads of fate. His

were akin to divine whispers. In a sacred chamber hidden deep within the temple, he would consult the Oracle, a mys

eeing the ripples of the past, the currents of the present, and the potential tides of the futur

set, from thoughtful contemplation to resolute determination. He would emerge from the

esence was a balm to the troubled hearts, like a soothing breeze that caressed their souls and brought them clarity in the face of uncertainty. He embodied th

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ly floating on a tranquil pond. The flickering candlelight, casting shadows on the walls like gho

ashes to soar to new heights. It was a place where her worries melted away, like snowflakes kissed by the warm embrace of

yal robes like a cascade of rich velvet, sat on a gilded chair in her opulent chamber. Her

o the life growing within her, like a blossoming flower reaching for the heavens. Her belly was a treasure trove of

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Alistair's palace, its presence lurking in the shadows with malevolence. With hideous laughter

down the spines of people in the palace, including the king. It bore an eerie and haunti

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