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Intro. You, my dear brother, have always been my anchor in this world. My very existence, a breath of wind, was given substance through your kindness. And now, as the world slumbers, our paths, though intertwined, seem to lead to an unspoken truth. It is a truth that whispers on the breeze, a secret held close to my heart, a longing that grows with each passing dusk.

Aella, The Whispering Wind

@Mia