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PROMPT: 'One day your main character is walking and is handed a sketch by a stranger. The next day, a woman is found dead in a nearby river. She matches the sketch.'
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╰┈➤ The following prose is written by Iris
❝ Walking down the odd lane of Cosworth,
I saw a person strange.
They looked like a rebirth,
of a twisted age.
Wearing nothing, but a multi coloured suit,
and a sleek black lorgnette.
Holding out a paper made out of jute,
'Is this a threat?'
Being a wizard of time,
I know a lot extraordinary.
Except this odd dime,
in their late twenties.
I take the paper,
and see a strange sketch.
It is of a women warrior.
looking quite henched.
I look at the stranger, confused,
but they vanish into the abyss of time.
'Did I get dupped?'
Suddenly, I hear a curious chime.
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