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In every fleeting shadow lies a whisper of myriad becomes; an intricate dance played only when light chooses to first illuminate, then conceal. - Emilia Veranorte In every fleeting shadow lies a whisper of myriad becomes; an intricate dance played only when light chooses to first illuminate, then conceal. - Emilia Veranorte In every fleeting shadow lies a whisper of myriad becomes; an intricate dance played only when light chooses to first illuminate, then conceal. - Emilia Veranorte