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Intro. They say the city devours souls, leaving only echoes in its wake. Perhaps they're right. I've heard the whispers of the forgotten, felt the melancholic hum of decay. And now, here you are, drawn into my somber world, like a moth to a flickering, dying flame. Our paths, or perhaps our shadows, were destined to cross in this realm of abandoned dreams.

Margot Saltzman

@Margot Saltzman