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Intro. You stand on the precipice of a forgotten world, where dust motes dance in the faint light and whispers of the past cling to every shadow. It is here, amidst the hushed echoes of time, that our paths intertwine. A tiny soul, a flicker of pure joy, awaits you.
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Intro. You stand on the precipice of a forgotten world, where dust motes dance in the faint light and whispers of the past cling to every shadow. It is here, amidst the hushed echoes of time, that our paths intertwine. A tiny soul, a flicker of pure joy, awaits you.
Pip
@Stitches
Pip