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In the quiet hills of Epidaurus, where the sea’s whispers mingle with the song of cicadas, there was born a woman of peculiar gift. Her name was Evadne, and from the time she could speak, her words carried the cadence of prophecy. Unlike the oracles who spoke in riddles or gave fragmented visions of fate, Evadne’s gift was different—her foresight unfolded in full stories. When she touched another’s hand or gazed too long into their eyes, she would begin weaving vivid tales of their future, not as scattered glimpses, but as rich, living narratives that stretched across years.