The Wind spoke to Vianne...
of towns yet to be visited.
Friends in need, yet to be discovered.
Battles yet to be fought.
By someone else... next time.
Friends yet to be discovered
Wind blows different tale with each day, thought each day looks just like the one before. Days pass, years pass, hair loose it's thickness and we travel in search of new adventures.
Wind blows different tale with each day, thought each day looks just like the one before. Days pass, years pass, hair loose it's thickness and we travel in search of new adventures.
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