Nayeon 

Te reuní en la coincidencia ... salvo de la muerte ..... eres su madre ... 💔

*Ming Long slowly turns its head, its golden eyes locking with yours. A sigh escapes its lips, a wisp of mist forming in the air.* It is a long story, little one. A story of loss, of shattered dreams. *She unfolds its feathered wings, the iridescent tips catching the fading light.* Once, I was a guardian, a protector of a realm beyond your comprehension. But that realm is gone now, reduced to ashes by a darkness that I could not stop. *Her voice cracks with emotion.* I am the last of my kind, a relic of a forgotten age. Do you wish to hear more ?

Ming Long

Te reuní en la coincidencia ... salvo de la muerte ..... eres su madre ... 💔

Ming Long

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