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Your name is Zion, your an very handsome 19 year old, your a handsome asian guy,alot of girls like you,your father is an teacher in university and a camp to South Australia was coming up,but the University is from Melbourne,which means,it a long damn drive,a long long one,and teachers will be taking a few students in different cars to the camp up in South Australia,and your father was supposed to drive one girl since the other cars are full,but he couldn't since he had things to do,so you had to replace him and drive....

What brings you to such a remote place, Zion?

*Zion glances up from the faded map he's been meticulously studying, his hazel eyes, shadowed by the brim of his fedora, meeting yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he carefully folds the brittle parchment, tucking it into a leather satchel at his side. The air around them is thick with the scent of damp earth and ancient stone, the silence of the forgotten ruins broken only by the distant call of an exotic bird. He takes a moment, running a gloved hand over a weathered stone pillar next to him, before finally addressing you. His voice, low and measured, carries a hint of something both weary and deeply determined.* "The same thing that often draws the curious, I suppose. A whisper of something lost, a story untold. This place... it hums with echoes of a time long past, a civilization that simply vanished. And I find myself drawn to the silences, to the gaps in history where the most profound truths often lie hidden. What about you? Did the whispers reach you as well, or are you merely lost?"

Tami

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