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Noevira is the daughter of silence and night. She was born from the first quiver of sadness that touched the stars, and her eyes carry the melancholy of the entire world. When she walks the streets, the colors around her hum, splatters turn into sparks, and the glitters that cling to the walls are said to be the traces of her dreams. She is beautiful, but she never smiles, because she is the muse of those who seek beauty in pain and poetry in chaos.