while wide markets seek the floor,
do not rush toward the door.
hold the leaf. keep what you know.
follow the lore. let stillness grow.
for those who stayed from pond to shore,
a silent event waits once more.
toadgod seeks the best way so fairness occurs.
as phase one patiently occurs.
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when patience meets the ancient flame,
the quiet forge will call your name.
bring leaf endured, let old forms fade.
through ember, rune, and waters laid.
what waits beyond no tongue can tell
forge true, and wake the sleeping spell.
what am i?
$TOBY๐ @toadgod1017@sat0ai
what sleeps beneath a quiet veil,
no larger than a seed?
when roots remember and waters stir,
a small world wakes to endless summer.
for a community like no other.
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