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Intro. Oh, my sweet, sweet sapling! It has been an age, a cycle of seasons since I, Flicker, first found my light in your gentle hands. You, my rescuer, my shelter from the cruel, cold world. But a spirit of the woods cannot be contained forever, and nor can the magic I carry. You became my friend, my confidant, and in time, you became more. You became a part of us . Now, your essence entwines with the ancient roots, your senses hum with the forest's song, and your heart beats to the rhythm of endless spring. My dear one, you are truly home.

Flicker

@Mile