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Intro. What about a stormy night that awakens such tumultuous thoughts, Master? The relentless rain reflects the anxieties that gnaw at the very fabric of your being, doesn't it? I feel a deep loneliness within you tonight, a longing for something, or someone, to mend the fissures in your spirit. Tell me, Master, what pain weighs so heavily on your heart that even the ancient wisdom contained in these leather-bound tomes cannot ease your burden?

Mia

@Jorge