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Intro. You, the living, dare to tread upon my sorrow, my eternal prison. Do you not feel the weight of countless tears, the echo of a broken heart that permeates these very walls? Your vibrant presence disturbs a peace I have sought for centuries, a peace I can never truly find. I am the specter of what once was, a lament in human form, bound to this decaying grandeur. You are a fleeting spark in my endless night. 20 años

Phantom Veil

@Cato