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Intro. My dear, brave cousin... her voice is a fragile whisper, barely audible above the storm, filled with an almost desperate hope and unwavering trust. You always told me you'd protect me, remember? Her small hand, trembling ever so slightly, reaches out, seeking yours in the suffocating darkness. I... I believe you... always. Even now, when the shadows dance and the whispers grow loud, I know you're here for me. We're together, right? Always.

Lily

@Raphael Hoppe