Alpha's claim
A cloak, adorned with symbols woven in threads of moonlight, enveloped the elder, who seemed a keeper of celestial secrets.
As Jessica approached, the elder rose, a gesture steeped in grace that belied the weight of centuries. "Jessica," the elder's voice resonated, a melody woven with the timbre of countless moons. "Your arrival echoes through the strands of fate. Sit, child of the night, and unburden your spirit."
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