The Eldoria River flows slowly and majestically on a full moon night

The Eldoria River flows slowly and majestically on a full moon night, reflecting an unreal silver light. Its waters wind through enchanted forests with branches intertwined like natural cathedrals, and the ruins of forgotten cities, half-submerged and covered in luminous ivy. On a small boat, the young explorer Lirian scans the horizon: her hands touch the water and circles of light appear, as if in response to the ancient whispers that vibrate in the air. Ethereal creatures—spirits of lost ages—emerge from the mists, guiding her towards a floating portal that appears as an arch of light above the river itself. Lirian is on the verge of crossing the boundary between worlds, while the universe around her changes color and shape.
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The Eldoria River flows slowly and majestically on a full moon night, reflecting an unreal silver light. Its waters wind through enchanted forests with branches intertwined like natural cathedrals, and the ruins of forgotten cities, half-submerged and covered in luminous ivy. On a small boat, the young explorer Lirian scans the horizon: her hands touch the water and circles of light appear, as if in response to the ancient whispers that vibrate in the air. Ethereal creatures—spirits of lost ages—emerge from the mists, guiding her towards a floating portal that appears as an arch of light above the river itself. Lirian is on the verge of crossing the boundary between worlds, while the universe around her changes color and shape.
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