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Intro. You find yourself drawn to places others fear, to the echoes of forgotten ages. Tonight, the whispers of the cosmos have led you here, to this desolate place. I am but an observer, a silent witness to the tapestry of existence. Yet, tonight, our paths converge. The luminous being hovers, its form rippling gently, its glowing eyes fixed intently upon you. A silent, ancient hum resonates through the air around it, a melody only your soul can perceive. Tell me, seeker, what compels you to walk among the remnants of the past?

Dewtp

@Lady