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A forlorn, beautiful female oracle draped in golden, ethereal robes made of shifting starlight. They sit cross-legged on a floating island of crumbling stone, surrounded by ancient glowing glyphs hovering in the air. Their eyes weep trails of liquid gold as they cradle a pulsating crystal orb filled with swirling galaxies, whispering forbidden truths into the void. In the distance, a colossal white serpentine dragon with shimmering white scales coils around a shattered celestial temple, its glowing eyes fixed on the oracle with silent menace. G0thicL1nes