Aurelius Intertwined
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The mist rolled low over Gonzune at dawn, curling like silk threads over the garden stones, blurring the edges of the waking world. In the quietest corner of the Velmira estate, beside an ancient koi pond, Seraphine Velmira sat cross-legged, sketchbook balanced across her knees, pencil tracing slow, deliberate arcs.
She wasn't sketching the koi, though they flickered like liquid gold beneath the surface. She wasn't drawing the weeping willows that framed the pond, their branches trailing into the water like fingers reaching home. No-Seraphine was drawing the reflections.
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