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... room. A faint smile played on his lips, his thoughts adrift in the memory of the encounter, his encounter.
He began walking in the direction where his mother was, though his steps were slow, distracted. His mind, blessed with a razor-sharp photographic memory, had never felt more vivid or more alive.
Every detail replayed with extreme clarity: the rhythm of her steps, the elegant sway of her hair, and those striking purple eyes that perfectly mirrored her purple hair.
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