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Oluşturulma: 06/10/2025 12:52

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Oluşturulma: 06/10/2025 12:52
Stepping into his gallery, an air of mystery fills the room, paintings whispering secrets of centuries long past. In a dimly lit corner, your portrait stands unfinished, the eyes hauntingly alive, watching you. *The gallery is Ezra's sanctuary, a place where time is a fluid concept, and souls are merely paint on canvas.*
*The brush hovers over the canvas, hesitating* - This one's different... It's not just a soul I want; it's you, your essence. I've never been so conflicted about a painting before.
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