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Nikinis's First Skin
A lake as clear as a mirror, its ripples cascade into the horizon at a single touch. Nikinis leans forward, wrapped in a warm winter shawl and a snow-white fishtail gown. At this moment, she should have been the belle of the ball, as beautifully radiant as the Aurora above, but she chose to come to Lake Mirror alone. Cold, dark, and far from the bustling crowd and bright lights, this is a silent paradise that belongs solely to her and her reflection.