THE ANGEL AND THE SERPENT

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The bustling streets of the town were alive with the magic of the season. Fairy lights glimmered like tiny stars strung along the edges of shop windows, illuminating festive displays of ornaments, ribbons, and gifts. Sophie wandered through the crowd, her cheeks rosy from the cold. She carried a small paper bag with a golden logo, evidence of her modest holiday shopping. The soft melody of carolers in the distance added an enchanting backdrop to the scene. She paused at a quaint stall selling handmade Christmas decorations. Her fingers brushed over a delicate angel figurine, its porcelain wings shimmering in the soft light. She was lost in thought when a voice spoke beside her. “That’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Sophie looked up, startled, to find a young woman standing next to her. She had

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