In the golden hues of the setting sun, two sisters, Elara and Selene

In the golden hues of the setting sun, two sisters, Elara and Selene, stood together, their expressions serene and contemplative. Elara, the elder by two years, had always been the more outgoing of the two, her confident demeanor complemented by her striking blonde hair. Selene, with her darker locks and quieter disposition, was the artist of the family, often finding solace in her paintings and sketches. The sisters were often mistaken for twins, their features so remarkably similar, yet their personalities so distinct. They were standing in their grandmother's penthouse, a sprawling apartment filled with antiques and memories from a bygone era. The room they were in had been their grandmother’s favorite, a sunroom that overlooked the cityscape of Paris. The two vases on the table, intricately designed and well-kept, were family heirlooms passed down through generations. As they stood by the window, the necklaces around their necks, each with a blue sapphire pendant, glistened in the fading sunlight.

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