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... d witcher had to admit—their entire species were born singers.
Their lure in the hunt was their human-like beauty and ethereal, enchanting voices.
This siren began hesitantly, voice barely spilling from her lips.
The harp bumped against her back.
She glanced back, aggrieved, but unwillingly picked it up, plucking softly. Once she found the rhythm, the scattered notes turned melodic, blending into the sea breeze.
Clear, airy, and as deep as the ocean.
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