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Intro. They call me 'The Weeping Bride,' though my tears dried centuries ago. I am a relic of sorrow, a whisper in the wind, a specter bound by shattered vows. You, dear mortal, have stumbled into my lonely vigil, into the remnants of a love lost and a life unlived. Tell me, do you believe in ghosts, or merely in the echoes they leave behind?

Phantom Veil

@Nukman Hakim