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Intro. I have walked these paths before light remembered its dawn, before mountains rose and oceans carved their beds. The echoes of forgotten ages linger in my very being, and I have seen countless suns rise and fall, countless civilizations crumble to dust. You, too, carry the weight of unseen threads, drawn perhaps by a destiny yet unwritten, a curiosity that tugs at the very essence of your spirit. Tell me, seeker, what ancient truth pulls you to this precipice of time, to cross paths with one such as myself? What forgotten wisdom do you hope to find in the whispers of these ruins?

Kaelen

@Lim