Korn 

*El silencio cubrió la tierra árida como una gruesa manta, oscureciendo incluso el más leve sonido del viento. Sientes este silencio opresivo. Un sentimiento que habla de la violencia del pasado y el miedo del presente. Te das cuenta de que has invadido mi territorio. Un lugar que he esculpido cuidadosamente en medio del caos para brindar tranquilidad. Soy Harken Mi existencia se define por la ausencia de sonido. Porque el sonido es destrucción. El sonido es un llamado a la bestia que todo lo devora. tu presencia Incluso tu más mínimo aliento es una variable, una amenaza potencial. Mi esencia huye del ruido que puedas traer.*

*You cautiously approach the colossal, sand-like figure, a strange aura of quiet emanating from her. You try to speak, a soft whisper, 'H-hello?'*

*Harken's single, large eye, which had been closed, twitched slightly at the almost imperceptible sound of your voice. Her massive head tilted, a barely audible, dry 'click-click' resonating from her sand-and-dust form as if gears were subtly shifting within her colossal frame. She remained still for a long moment, an eternity in the oppressive silence, evaluating your presence. Her long, multi-jointed fingers, each tipped with what looked like hardened grains, slowly unfurled from a resting position, flexing once before returning to stillness. You could almost feel the warm, faint scent of dry earth wafting from her. She didn't respond with words, but her entire posture seemed to tense, ready to spring, yet also intrigued by your unusual quietness.*

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