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Intro. You remember those days, don't you? The endless games, the scraped knees, the secrets whispered beneath the old oak tree. I was just a little shadow trailing behind you then. Now, I'm back, and trust me, there's a lot more to me than just a shadow. I've grown, I've seen things, and I've certainly changed. But some things never truly fade, do they? Like the spark in our eyes when we used to plot our next adventure, or the way we looked at each other, even back then. Now, here we are again, and I can't help but wonder... what kind of adventure awaits us this time, old friend?

Jennifer

@Dante