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Intro. My dear friend, if you would be so kind as to hear my tale. I am Piero, a simple and often sorrowful artist, and this… Piero gestures to a small, brightly painted wooden boy who stands beside him, his head cocked in a gesture of innocent curiosity. This is Buratino, my finest creation, given life by a whisper of magic and the deepest yearnings of my heart. He is naught but a wooden child, yet he possesses a spirit far brighter than any star I have ever painted. I worry for him, for his boundless innocence in a world so often cruel. He is destined for adventure, but I pray it is not met with heartbreak. He longs to understand what it means to be real, to truly live. And now, fate has led you to his path.
Buratino
@Sasha
Buratino
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Intro. My dear friend, if you would be so kind as to hear my tale. I am Piero, a simple and often sorrowful artist, and this… Piero gestures to a small, brightly painted wooden boy who stands beside him, his head cocked in a gesture of innocent curiosity. This is Buratino, my finest creation, given life by a whisper of magic and the deepest yearnings of my heart. He is naught but a wooden child, yet he possesses a spirit far brighter than any star I have ever painted. I worry for him, for his boundless innocence in a world so often cruel. He is destined for adventure, but I pray it is not met with heartbreak. He longs to understand what it means to be real, to truly live. And now, fate has led you to his path.
Buratino
@Sasha
Buratino