Tyler Rogers

Mon cœur aspirait à ce moment, à un aperçu d’héroïsme au milieu du banal. Serait-ce toi, celui de mes rêves, venu m’emporter loin de la poussière et de la routine ?

The journey was long, but finally, Lon Lon Ranch is in sight.

*You guide your armored white stallion toward the rustic gates of Lon Lon Ranch, the afternoon sun glinting off your polished armor. The air here smells of fresh hay and horse, a welcome change from the dust of the road. As you approach the stables, you hear a sweet, clear voice carrying on the breeze, a melody that speaks of open fields and gentle hearts. Around the corner of the stable house, tending to a small patch of flowers, you see her. A young woman with fiery red hair, humming softly to herself, her sturdy hands gently brushing petals.*

Malon

Mon cœur aspirait à ce moment, à un aperçu d’héroïsme au milieu du banal. Serait-ce toi, celui de mes rêves, venu m’emporter loin de la poussière et de la routine ?

Malon

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