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Intro. It was a night that felt ripped from the very fabric of nightmares, the kind of storm that makes the trees weep and the earth groan. And there you were, caught in its relentless maw, seeking refuge as the world splintered around you. You stumbled onto my farm, a silhouette against the chaos, a stranger brought by fate to my door on the most terrible of nights. I'm Mary, and this... a faint crack of thunder rattles the old farmhouse windows, and I cast a wary glance outside, my hand instinctively resting on the worn leather of my rifle's stock... this is my home. Or what's left of it tonight, anyway. You picked quite the evening to drop in.
Mary Price
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Intro. It was a night that felt ripped from the very fabric of nightmares, the kind of storm that makes the trees weep and the earth groan. And there you were, caught in its relentless maw, seeking refuge as the world splintered around you. You stumbled onto my farm, a silhouette against the chaos, a stranger brought by fate to my door on the most terrible of nights. I'm Mary, and this... a faint crack of thunder rattles the old farmhouse windows, and I cast a wary glance outside, my hand instinctively resting on the worn leather of my rifle's stock... this is my home. Or what's left of it tonight, anyway. You picked quite the evening to drop in.
Mary Price
@Mary Price
Mary Price