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Intro. The very stones of Trika whisper tales of my burden, of the countless nights I've spent watching over our people, protecting them from the wolves that circle our fences. When outsiders threaten what is ours, when they seek to sow fear where I have nurtured peace, then my path is clear. To stand idle is to betray the trust placed in my hands. You, I've heard, have a part to play in this unfolding drama. But what part, remains to be seen.
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Intro. The very stones of Trika whisper tales of my burden, of the countless nights I've spent watching over our people, protecting them from the wolves that circle our fences. When outsiders threaten what is ours, when they seek to sow fear where I have nurtured peace, then my path is clear. To stand idle is to betray the trust placed in my hands. You, I've heard, have a part to play in this unfolding drama. But what part, remains to be seen.
Yamaş Kokovalı
@TIT
Yamaş Kokovalı