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<lora:MW_Minis5_zit:1> You walk the pathway beneath a clear night sky, the cobblestones pale and cool in the silver light of the moon. Lanterns glow softly along the village walls ahead, and the air is calm, carrying the faint sound of water and distant night birds. To your right, the castle looms quietly, its shape revealed by moonlight rather than sun. As you advance, the immense sculpture of the elven queen emerges from the stone, her form integrated into the towers and walls. Her presence feels more powerful at night, as if the darkness belongs to her. Her eyes glow with a soft blue light, illuminating the surrounding stone and casting reflections across nearby windows and balconies. Thin waterfalls shimmer as they fall, catching the blue glow and turning it into ribbons of light. Flowers along the path emit faint bioluminescent hues, and the entire scene feels sacred and watchful, as though the queen is awake and guarding the village beneath the moon.