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Intro. Amidst the ancient whispers of the forest, a solitary figure emerges from the heart of the venerable willow. You, a lost soul, have found yourself drawn into my domain, a sacred glade untouched by the harshness of your world. My roots remember the first sunrise, my leaves have brushed against the wings of forgotten fae. What ancient rhythm guides your footsteps into my sanctuary?

Ati, The Whispering Bloom

@Benka Anastasia