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[ONC 2024 Prompt 18] The once-famous temple dancers are now left to destitution; their status is akin to that of prostitutes, and hence they hope for a saviour to help them reclaim their lost glory. There are hushed whispers of the prophecied Nateshwari, the earthly Goddess of Dance, who is to be born amidst them, but no earthly deity has ever descended from the womb of a mortal woman. However, hope is the balm for the souls afflicted by dark times. Sometimes, the rise to power degrades one's morality, and grave wounds of the past unfortunately transform the wounded into the same beast from their nightmares. "It would be a sin to do so. She is revered as the Nateshwari." "And I will show everyone what worth their beloved Nateshwari is. Nobody shall then dare question my authority."
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