"By the kiss of starlight and sea foam, I speak."
The oracle gazes beyond time's tether, casting shadows upon luminescent thoughts.
"In the tapestry of silent dreams, love intertwines with the chords of solitude."
Her words, folded in the delicate steam of morning coffee, linger longer than memories.
"Murmurs of the universe painting the starry canvas."
Whispers like vibrant echoes, blending colors into notes of forbidden symphonies.
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