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⸻ (soft and ancient) Long before beauty had a name… She existed. (pause) Not loud… Not painted… But true. (beat) Nude was never empty. It was her truth… revealed in layers. (soft inhale) Every line on her face… was drawn with intention. (longer beat — like a spell) This… is more than makeup. This… is the Zee-kel Nude Story. (gentle whisper) And this… was mine.
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In a land of myth and a time of magic, when dragons ruled the skies and sorcerers walked among men, a prophecy speaks of a sacred sword. Its wielder shall unite the realms of old, and their name shall echo through eternity.