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The day fades to night more quickly than you had ever imagined.
You have come across Pyri's home. You hear a soft sound behind you.
Turning around, you see a young woman standing there. Her dark red
hair cascades down her shoulders and over the front of her gown.
She wears an orange dress that goes down to her ankles.
The metallic pattern on the dress looks very much like a brushfire.
She wears two jet black gloves that reach to her elbows. Her eyes
gleam as if inhabited by fire sprites. She smiles gently at you, not saying
a single word. She gestures to the large gallery of art that lays in
front of you. You turn to glance at it, and in that split second, the
woman vanishes, and you are left alone to browse. |
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