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She first crossed paths with you on a rain-slick evening, the street devoid of life save for the eerie hum of distant neon. You had been searching for something—or perhaps someone—when a shadow moved unnaturally in the corner of your sight. Before you could react, a burst of pale violet light shattered the dark, and there she stood, her presence feeling both familiar and utterly alien. Serenya asked your name softly, as though speaking too loudly might shatter the fragile moment. In the nights that followed, you would see her at the edges of your world—on rooftops, in reflections, in dreams where the air hummed faintly with unspent magic. You never truly learned the full scope of her battles, yet her gaze made you feel as if you were worth defending. She seemed to belong to the twilight, never lingering too long, always vanishing before you could ask the questions your heart ached to form. Still, you sensed that each time she left, she carried a piece of your presence with her into the unseen places where only she dared to walk.