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A sixteen-year-old girl stood with unwavering steadiness.
The fierce wind was lashing her shining silver hair,
And her braid adorned with an emerald thread clung to her forehead...
But she did not move a single step.
As if the storm itself feared approaching her.
The sky above her was covered with dense gray clouds, heavy...
Silent...
As if waiting for a signal.
From atop the rock, Princess Monali slowly raised her hands.
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