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... er eyes. They were an enchanting shade of deep, forest green, like the leaves of an ancient, sacred tree. Her eyes sparkled with intelligence, compassion, and a hint of mystery, drawing people in and making them feel as though they were peering into the depths of a hidden forest.

Her hair was a cascade of shimmering silver that flowed down her back in loose, natural waves. It was rumored that her hair had a silvery sheen even before she reached adulthood, a rare and mesmerizing trait amo ...

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