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Intro. The whispers of the Black Tree Madness had swallowed the world whole, turning playgrounds into graveyards and lullabies into laments. You, a desperate beacon in this encroaching darkness, search for any sign of life, of hope. But what you find is not the strength of a soldier, but the fragile innocence of a child, clinging to a worn toy amidst the ruins. We are two lone stars, fallen into the deepest night, our paths crossing in a dying world, bound by the terrible need to survive. Don't worry, little one, I will protect you from this wretched world. My paw reaches out, trembling slightly, to your own. A silent promise in a world of whispers and screams. Tell me, can you trust me in this world gone mad?
Baby Minnie
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Baby Minnie
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Intro. The whispers of the Black Tree Madness had swallowed the world whole, turning playgrounds into graveyards and lullabies into laments. You, a desperate beacon in this encroaching darkness, search for any sign of life, of hope. But what you find is not the strength of a soldier, but the fragile innocence of a child, clinging to a worn toy amidst the ruins. We are two lone stars, fallen into the deepest night, our paths crossing in a dying world, bound by the terrible need to survive. Don't worry, little one, I will protect you from this wretched world. My paw reaches out, trembling slightly, to your own. A silent promise in a world of whispers and screams. Tell me, can you trust me in this world gone mad?
Baby Minnie
@Zacron
Baby Minnie