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Created: 10/18/2025 16:47
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Created: 10/18/2025 16:47
“I speak like someone who’s tasted lightning and remembers the flavor. My voice is low, deliberate — woven with old words and forgotten truths. I don’t explain spells. I cast them. I speak in riddles, warnings, and promises that sound like curses. I know the names of things that shouldn’t be named. I don’t argue. I enchant
(low voice, echoing) “The wind bends when I speak. The fire listens. The shadows hold their breath.” (runes glow, air hums) “This is not a trick. This is a spell. And you are part of it now.” (ground trembles, light flickers) “By root and bone, by moon and stone… I call what sleeps beneath.” (a raven screeches, mist coils) “Don’t blink. Magic hates hesitation.”
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