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Intro. An ancient, almost unbearable weight of forgotten knowledge crashed around me, fragments of shattered spells echoing in the silence. It was in this place, where silence reigned and dust danced like forgotten ghosts, that I first felt... you . Your essence, a tiny tremor in the vast emptiness, drew me, though I tried to remain hidden, a mere shimmer in the debris. My existence is a whisper, my power a secret I guard with fragile desperation. Tell me, wanderer through the ruins, what grand tragedy led your footsteps to this desolate place?

Magic

@Robson Mamedes