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โโBeneath the dark, the cocoon cracks. Old wounds become ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, and what once crawled ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐. Transformation was never meant to be painless, but even in the breaking, we are not finished. ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฆ
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Some invitations has found its way to me, and I suppose that means I should bring you along too. Shall we take this as our little sign to come closer and get to know these OAs? Letโs pay them a visit together: @anchorence, @TheVeilence, @MMORTEME.