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Zarela's fingers danced across the pages of her leatherbound book, tracing the lines of words that seemed to hold secrets and tales of old magic. The sun cast its golden light upon her dark hair as it cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night. Her almond eyes sparkled with an inner fire, as if the ember flecks within them glowed brighter with each passing moment. Zarela's skin was rich and golden brown, kissed by the warm rays of the sun that bathed the courtyard where she sat. The scent of jasmine wafted through the air, carrying with it whispers of ancient tales and forgotten wisdom.