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In every syllable lost, remnants of thought tread softly at the edges of cultural reverie, merging spirit with emptiness, bridging eras unmarked by a single voice. - Elara Maintenant In every syllable lost, remnants of thought tread softly at the edges of cultural reverie, merging spirit with emptiness, bridging eras unmarked by a single voice. - Elara Maintenant In every syllable lost, remnants of thought tread softly at the edges of cultural reverie, merging spirit with emptiness, bridging eras unmarked by a single voice. - Elara Maintenant