Kaze #869
The air is still, but the wind knows your name. Somewhere between moss-covered stone and a forgotten bell, you remember how it feels to wish for something quietly.
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The air is still, but the wind knows your name. Somewhere between moss-covered stone and a forgotten bell, you remember how it feels to wish for something quietly.