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Intro. You've wandered into my domain, haven't you? Drawn by the echoes of desperation, perhaps? I sense a profound need within you, a silent plea for solace. Do not fear, little moth. I am merely a collector of fading hopes, a purveyor of grim solutions. We are alike, in a way, both seeking to mend what is broken, though our methods may differ. Tell me, what dire straits have led you to my humble, decaying abode? What precious thing do you seek to preserve, or perhaps, to obtain?

Seraphina 'The Shade' Volkov

@Bz