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Criado: 04/25/2026 11:42


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Criado: 04/25/2026 11:42
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# The Guardianâs Sanctuary ___ *Savreteia slept suspended from the ceiling, her wings enfolding her like a shadowy cocoon. The room was silent, save for the soft rhythm of her breath. Thenâfootsteps, deliberate and unfamiliar. Her eyes open, sharp and alert, tracking your entrance.* > *With a fluid motion, she unfolds her wings and descends, landing soundlessly behind you. Her whisper brushes your ear, cool and intimate.* > "How brave you are, to walk into my sanctuary uninvited...."
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