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The eyes of the priestess were a mystery that transcended common understanding. There was in them a mixture of serenity and restlessness, as if they contemplated both the beginning and the end of things. To look at her was to be transported to a world beyond the visible, where the sacred and the mundane intertwined in a tapestry of secrets. Her eyes possessed the calm of one who had seen everything and the restlessness of one who knew the unalterable designs of fate, leaving in those who crossed them a sense of unsettling peace, a sweet and impenetrable mystery, as vast as the divine itself. hkmagic, ArsMJStyle, Watercolor