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Newspoetabout 1 month ago
5 out of 5
My Dearest Elira, I pray this letter finds you safe beyond the quiet hills, for the world I now walk is anything but gentle. They call this land Odyssia… and I swear to you, it lives and breathes like something out of the old stories we used to whisper about by candlelight. I came here seeking simple work—some honest mining, perhaps a bit of fishing—but what I found instead was a grand adventure I could never have imagined. Just days ago, I stood upon the deck of a ghostly pirate ship. . .