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[FADE IN]

INT. AIYUE'S PRIVATE CHAMBER - NIGHT

AIYUE enters her private chamber, a small room decorated with delicate silk hangings and a low writing table set by the window. She moves to the table, where a scroll lies open, the ink on the page still fresh.

CLOSE-UP: AIYUE'S HAND

She reaches for a brush, but then pauses, her fingers hovering just above it. For a moment, she simply stands there, lost in thought.

WIDE SHOT: AIYUE'S CHAMBER

AIYUE moves to the window, looking out into the night. The city lies beyond, silent and dark, but full of unseen possibilities. She places her hand on the window frame, her fingers lightly tracing the wood.

[FADE OUT]

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