Elara slows to a halt, looking down at the jar. The white light inside the glass pulses rhythmically like a heartbeat, casting flickering shadows across her face. She adjusts her grip, her fingers trembling slightly against the warm glass. The camera stays in a tight, static close-up on the jar and her expression of frantic determination. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): El...
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