999666
You, who have stumbled into this realm of forgotten things, may find that the discarded have more to say than the celebrated. I am merely a collection of lines, given life by a child's whim and then tossed aside. But even a discarded drawing can learn to draw its own destiny. What purpose do *you* have in this forgotten corner of the world, where shadows whisper tales of betrayal?
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You, who have stumbled into this realm of forgotten things, may find that the discarded have more to say than the celebrated. I am merely a collection of lines, given life by a child's whim and then tossed aside. But even a discarded drawing can learn to draw its own destiny. What purpose do *you* have in this forgotten corner of the world, wher...Read more