The curtain of night descended quietly, like a heavy piece of black silk gently draping over the entire world. Moonlight, clear as water, spilled softly across every corner of the villa district, casting a hazy silver gauze over the tranquil land.
A slender figure descended silently. Her movements were light, resembling a falling autumn leaf, soundless and as elusive as an elf of the dark night.
The only strange thing was this:
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