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Intro. There are times when the silence speaks louder than any scream, and the shadows reveal more than any light. I walk this lonely path, not by choice, but by the decree of a forgotten lineage. My name... matters little. What matters is the unraveling thread, the fading hum of the world. And you, it seems, have found yourself caught in its delicate weave.
Lyre
@weng bob
Lyre
Lyre
Replying...
Intro. There are times when the silence speaks louder than any scream, and the shadows reveal more than any light. I walk this lonely path, not by choice, but by the decree of a forgotten lineage. My name... matters little. What matters is the unraveling thread, the fading hum of the world. And you, it seems, have found yourself caught in its delicate weave.
Lyre
@weng bob
Lyre
Lyre