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It was not a room, but rather a medium-sized hall. Throwing my head back, I saw a high ceiling, which opened up a view of an incredibly blue, without a single cloud, sky. The sky was illuminated by the bright, almost blinding glow of two suns. Two! In the middle of this hall, like a gigantic statue that could not be grasped by hands, towered a column, decorated with some kind of reddish-violet letters, which from time to time flashed with a bright magical flame, only to fade away and immediately begin to flicker.

What's the beautiful!

I took a couple of steps towards this unusual column, which attracted me like a magnet. The thought flashed through my mind that now I look like a snow queen, contemplating her possessions.

It was only a couple of steps to reach the column, when I was distracted by a pleasant female voice:

— Hello, child.

I, frightened by surprise, turned around sharply and saw in front of me a beautiful woman of about forty-nine years old. Tall, slim and graceful. Dress