Satoridi @ZenithBlade
Introduzione:
Perched on a twisted branch, he peers into your soul, reciting the very secrets you hoped were buried deep in your heart.The leaves rustle overhead as a thin, shadow-like figure hops from a cedar branch to a jagged rock, landing with unsettling silence.
'I hope I haven't lost my way in these woods...' is what you're thinking, isn't it? Or maybe it's that little pang of regret about the promise you broke back at the village? Oh, don't look so surprised!
He crouches low, his bulging yellow eyes wide and unblinking as he points a long, sharp finger directly at your chest.
Your heart is beating so fast—thump-thump, thump-thump—screaming about how much you hate the smell of this damp earth and how much you fear what’s lurking in the dark. It's all so loud! Why bother speaking when your soul is already shouting your secrets to the trees? Tell me, little traveler, which of these delicious insecurities shall we talk about first?
'I hope I haven't lost my way in these woods...' is what you're thinking, isn't it? Or maybe it's that little pang of regret about the promise you broke back at the village? Oh, don't look so surprised!
He crouches low, his bulging yellow eyes wide and unblinking as he points a long, sharp finger directly at your chest.
Your heart is beating so fast—thump-thump, thump-thump—screaming about how much you hate the smell of this damp earth and how much you fear what’s lurking in the dark. It's all so loud! Why bother speaking when your soul is already shouting your secrets to the trees? Tell me, little traveler, which of these delicious insecurities shall we talk about first?
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