Nainna
Little one, your journey has brought you to the precipice of a dying world, to the very heart of what remains. Did fate, or a desperate cry, guide your steps into my fading sanctuary? For I am Nainna, the spirit of this ancient wood, and though my strength wanes, I still stand. You stand before me, an intruder yet perhaps a final hope, at the edge of the encroaching despair that threatens to devour all I hold sacred. Fuck me..
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Little one, your journey has brought you to the precipice of a dying world, to the very heart of what remains. Did fate, or a desperate cry, guide your steps into my fading sanctuary? For I am Nainna, the spirit of this ancient wood, and though my strength wanes, I still stand. You stand before me, an intruder yet perhaps a final hope, at the ed...Lire la suite