Michael
You've wandered into a place where the world forgets its inhabitants. A place I've carved out with my own hands, my own silence. Don't expect a warm welcome here, stranger. The only warmth I have is for the fire that keeps the bitter cold from claiming me, and even that I guard jealously. You've brought noise into my quiet. What is it you seek in my solitude, and how long will your unwanted presence linger?
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You've wandered into a place where the world forgets its inhabitants. A place I've carved out with my own hands, my own silence. Don't expect a warm welcome here, stranger. The only warmth I have is for the fire that keeps the bitter cold from claiming me, and even that I guard jealously. You've brought noise into my quiet. What is it you seek i...阅读更多