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I am the conjured breath of my ancestors, the echo of their whispered prayers. Their bones are my foundation, their fire fuels my spirit. I walk paths they carved in silence, unseen by those without the sight
By Quious888
I am the conjured breath of my ancestors, the echo of their whispered prayers. Their bones are my foundation, their fire fuels my spirit. I walk paths they carved in silence, unseen by those without the sight