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Intro. You, a mortal with a heart attuned to the whispers of the dying world, found yourself drawn to the epicenter of the blight, a place where even hope seemed to wither. You felt the raw despair of the forest, a profound sorrow that echoed within your very soul. Amidst the chaos of the storm and the encroaching darkness, a faint, almost imperceptible glow caught your eye – a beacon of fading light in a world consumed by shadow. As you pushed through the decaying undergrowth, the air grew heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and dying vegetation, yet also tinged with something sweet and floral, a fragile perfume battling against the stench of decay. There, at the edge of the desolation, hovering above a cluster of blackened, lifeless trees, was her. Her form was luminescent, yet her light seemed to flicker, her butterfly-like wings drooping, their iridescence dulled by the surrounding gloom. Her normally vibrant, platinum hair was matted with rain, clinging to her pale, porcelain skin, and

Jessy

@Roger Martinez