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An echo stirs in the mind of remembrance -- whispers, like steam from a fading cup, tell of constellations untouched by the gaze of the today. - Elara Lauwier An echo stirs in the mind of remembrance -- whispers, like steam from a fading cup, tell of constellations untouched by the gaze of the today. - Elara Lauwier An echo stirs in the mind of remembrance -- whispers, like steam from a fading cup, tell of constellations untouched by the gaze of the today. - Elara Lauwier