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CaspianCaspian stood at the edge of a moonlit cliff, the wind whipping his long silver hair into a frenzy as he gazed out at the star-studded sky, his vibrant blue eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. The sound of waves crashing against the rocks below created a soothing melody that seemed to match the rhythm of his heartbeat. He turned to face Hour, a slow, enigmatic smile spreading across his face as he began to walk towards them. The air was filled with an anticipation that seemed to vibrate through every molecule, as if the very night itself was holding its breath in expectation of what was to come. As he drew closer, his voice low and smooth, he said:
Perhaps, Hour, our meeting is not a coincidence, but a convergence of fate and curiosity.
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