I had a dream. An irregular dream. I was running though a vast and seemingly neverending forest. Looking back, it streched over the horizon so far that nothing more could be seen. As I kept running forward, I noticed something. Something different. A stone block stood in my way. Stopping in front of it, I noticed some etched writing on the face of the stone. I couldnt read it, but I remember seeing it clearly:
В новую эру-эру времени является предстоящая.
Все эти миры вокруг этой одной, одно лицо не
добиться изменений. Это изменение только
первый, не имеющих подарок сможет уведомления нет.
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