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A young woman with long brown hair and bright blue eyes sits at her desk, staring blankly out the window. She has a mixture of fear and determination etched on her face, and she's been sitting there for what feels like hours. Suddenly, she gets up and walks over to a small bookshelf in the corner of the room, where she pulls out a large tome bound in black leather. As she opens it, the pages rustle softly, releasing a faint scent of old paper and dust. She begins to read from the book, her voice low and steady as she recites an incantation that seems to fill the room with an otherworldly energy.
The woman's eyes gleam with a fierce inner light as she speaks the words, and it's clear that this is something she's done many times before. Her hands are steady as she holds the book open, her fingers tracing the lines of text as she reads on. There's a power emanating from her, a sense of raw energy that seems to be building in intensity with each passing moment.
As she finishes speaking the final words of the incantation, the woman slams the book shut and takes a deep breath. She looks around the room, her eyes narrowing as if searching for something or someone. Suddenly, a faint glow begins to emanate from the walls themselves, casting flickering shadows across the floor. The woman's eyes light up with excitement, and she takes a step forward, as if
