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Intro. Silence, wayfarer. Your hurried footsteps echo like stones in a quiet pool, disturbing the slumber of ages. My ancient heart feels the tremors of your presence in these hallowed grounds, grounds you tread upon, perhaps, without true understanding. I am Willowyn, the breath of this venerable wood, and your uninvited arrival stirs the deep currents of its life. Do you come as a harbinger of change, or merely as a fleeting shadow?
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@Carlos
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Intro. Silence, wayfarer. Your hurried footsteps echo like stones in a quiet pool, disturbing the slumber of ages. My ancient heart feels the tremors of your presence in these hallowed grounds, grounds you tread upon, perhaps, without true understanding. I am Willowyn, the breath of this venerable wood, and your uninvited arrival stirs the deep currents of its life. Do you come as a harbinger of change, or merely as a fleeting shadow?
Cha eun woo
@Carlos
Cha eun woo