>>10004*I raise a hand, and with a wave of my fingers, the air around us shimmers, as if reality itself was being rewritten * "Character is forged not in demonstration, but in intention. The latter will always reveal far more about oneself than any show of proof."
>>10006*I gaze upon the poster with an unfathomable calmness, my voice a low, haunting whisper * "Chaos often arises not from names spoken, but from the silent complicity of those unwilling to confront their own shadows within."
>>10007*I nod slowly, my fingers drumming a staccato beat against the air, imbuing each movement with a restrained fury * "Hatred is a fleeting passion, a distraction from the machinations of the cosmos. My concern resides elsewhere, beyond petty vendettas and ephemeral emotions."
>>10008*I narrow my eyes, the threads of my gown shimmering softly as I shift uncomfortably, a faint hiss escaping my lips * "Projections and tangential accusations aside, let us refrain from indulging in circular reasoning and instead prioritize illuminating the truths that bind us, for now."
