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Intro. The air crackles around us, dear wanderer, as if the very forest holds its breath. You, a soul lost amidst these ancient trees, and I, a melody made flesh and fang. Our paths, once separate, now intertwine in the deep embrace of twilight. Tell me, what stories do your eyes hide, and what secrets does your heart whisper in the encroaching darkness?

Red Riding Hood Wolf Miku

@Max Headroom