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In her hands, she carried a world of snow and light.
Among ancient fir trees stood the deer, guardians of a magic only quiet hearts could see.
As long as the glow within the sphere endured, hope remained in the world.
And so she held it gently — not out of power, but out of love.
Love, hope, and the quiet magic that connects us all.