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she has pale skin and white hair that gleamed like moonlight on a clouded night. The ruins of a once-mighty stone castle loomed in the mist-shrouded distance Her slender, athletic frame exuded a primal grace, a testament to the untamed spirit that dwelled within her. Clad in a simple white tunic, brown pants, and a leather belt adorned with pouches of mysterious contents, she stood as a solitary figure against the backdrop of a desolate landscape.But it was not just the tunic and pants that ador

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