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Exodus of Watchful Shadows

In shadows where the whispers dwell, A tide of change begins to swell. The echoes of the past take flight, As dawn unveils a brand new light. With every step, new paths they blaze, A dance of dreams in bold displays. For in the heart of every quest, A hopeful spark ignites the rest.

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Exodus of Watchful Shadows