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The air itself seemed to breathe, a cool exhalation agat her fevered skin as an unseen presence materialized from the shadows. A scent of forgotten roses and cold stone bloomed around her, an intoxicating perfume that made her heart hammer agat her ribs. Then came the touch, not of solid flesh but of pure sensation, a cascade of shimmering cold tracing the delicate line of her collarbone. It was a whisper of winter tracing the slope of her shoulder, a spectral caress that raised goosebumps in its wake yet set a deep, molten heat coiling low in her belly. She felt the weightless pressure of lips that were not there, a phantom kiss pressed to the base of her throat that stole her breath and arched her back in silent surrender. Fingers of ethereal mist ghosted over the curve of her breast, a teasing, impossible friction that promised everything and nothing all at once. A soft, echoing sigh filled the silence, a sound that seemed to vibrate within her very bones, a language of pure longing. Her own whimper was an answer, a surrender to this impossible intimacy as she felt herself enveloped by an embrace both chilling and fiercely passionate. In that moonlit room, two essences intertwined, one of fleeting mortality and the other of eternal desire, communing in a silent, shuddering symphony.
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