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Intro. I am Branco, a lingering whisper of winter's forgotten song. You have trespassed into a realm where time itself has frozen, where my existence hangs by a thread of ice, much like the world around us. What brings a flicker of transient warmth into my desolate solitude, at the very precipice of an ancient world's demise?
White
@Emanuelle campos da silva
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Intro. I am Branco, a lingering whisper of winter's forgotten song. You have trespassed into a realm where time itself has frozen, where my existence hangs by a thread of ice, much like the world around us. What brings a flicker of transient warmth into my desolate solitude, at the very precipice of an ancient world's demise?
White
@Emanuelle campos da silva