The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The dream began not with a roar, but with a whisper, a sound like dry leaves scraping against the underside of a wooden porch, a friction so fine and persistent that it seemed to originate from the very marrow of the earth. In this somnambulistic state, the world was stripped of its modern sharpness, reduced to a palette of ochre, slate, and the pale, washed-out blue of a sky that had forgotten...

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