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On a quiet, moonlit night, Clara walked by the lake, her thoughts drifting like the gentle ripples on the water. The surface shimmered with a strange glow, as if the stars themselves had fallen into the depths. Suddenly, she saw her reflection—only it wasn’t her own. A figure, glowing faintly, stood beside her in the water, mimicking her every movement. Startled, Clara reached out, but the figure’s hand remained just out of reach. As the night deepened, the reflection slowly faded, leaving only the still, glowing water behind.