Echoes Of My Imagination

In the year 3072 CE, high above the New Emerald Belt, the floating archived vessel Amaranth drifts through the upper skies.

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Where fingers sang truth too old for words, and melody softened the veil between the living and the lost.

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In the heart of a Elhara's fold, a hidden valley cradled between mist-shrouded ridges, a child was born under the sky threaded with silver lightning. The village midwife gasped at the sight, a newborn girl, silent as moonlight, with a stripe of pale hair glowing from brow to nape. The elders whispered..."the meadow has chosen again".

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She was born in a mountain cleft where the wind never spoke, a narrow cradle valley wrapped in frost, cloaked in veils of mist so dense that sun could not fully enter. The village there had no name spoken out loud. It was only called in vibration, in the tones of hollow stones and stringless zithers.

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A quiet prince who hides behind masks learns the truth of a broken empire. He chooses loss and honesty over power and becomes a legend.

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They didn't run, they withdrew. Like a tide returning to its source, not out of fear, but for the gathering of power.

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Before Stonehenge was ruins, it was remembrance. Not a temple of death, but a calendar of becoming. Each stone placed by breath, not blueprints. Each shadow tracked to teach the land how to dream. And amongst its first keepers was one whose soul moved like tide and fire. Her name was Ira, and she was born to the stones.

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Before the tower, before the stone and shadow, before the world had even learned to shudder at his name, there was a boy

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In a city made of marble lies and velvet truths, she spun delight into defiance and left the world blinking in disbelief, forever wondering if it had all been real.

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They never called them aliens. To the ones who remembered, they were simply the others. Those who hummed in ultraviolet and spoke through crystalline matrices that looked like trees and pulsed like stars. And once, in the valley between two red moons, a child was born of both blood and light. Her name was Leanda.

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where flame became language, and one scarred hand wrote the memory of a dying people into ash and light.

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where voice became bridge and stars were not just watched, but answered.

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where the edge of dusk rang like a song, and the keeper of endings learned the secret of beginnings.

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There was a time when forests burned for politics, when kings fed their people to hunger, and poetry was punishable by blade. From this world, fire-birthed and thunder-eyed came Elyra. She was not noble. She was not trained. But she was watching.

And that was enough

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They called her Seret, though it was not the name she was born with. She chose it the day she first stepped barefoot into the Temple of Dendera, when her eyes met the painted ceiling and her soul whispered, I remember

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Before the continents tore themselves apart in grief, before the waters rose to swallow entire civilizations, there was Lemuria. An empire without conquest, a realm without kings, an oceanic haven woven of coral, crystal, and symbiosis. Its cities floated, not on water, but on frequency. Its people spoke not to command, but to attune.

Among them lived the Tidekeeper

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Before the gods were worshipped in marble temples, before names like Apollo or Artemis were ever carved into stone, there was a fire-borne island called Nisyros, where the earth still murmured and the wind tasted of salt and ash.

And there, in a hidden cave beneath the caldera, lived a girl with eyes like obsidian rings.

They called her Thea, named not for a goddess, but for what she saw.

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There are oceans you can cross, and there are oceans that cross you. Far beyond chartered current and compass line, where the moon's reflection whispers truths no star will speak, there lies Selethar, a realm not beneath the sea, but within it.

It was never meant to be found, but one soul did

They didn't know. No one did. And that was the way she needed it. Her name was Isla. Quiet girl from the edge of Bell Hollow Wood, where the river's fork and the heather grows like spilled wine into spring. She sold wild honey in town, told stories to children, kept to herself, polite, kind, unremarkable.

But her touch was anything but.

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The first time she held the brush, it rained for three days. Not a thunderstorm, but a soft, persistent drizzle that rocked the mountains in silk and made the rivers speak in riddles. Her name was Kaoru, written with the character for fragrance and sky. And though she was born into silence, she painted storms

Time did not move forward for her. It circled, paused, hummed just beneath her skin like a clock that never ticked, but still kept perfect rhythm .

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The old tales say dragons die. The older ones say they simply withdrew into stone, into slumber, into bloodlines.

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On the longest night, the sunwalker confronts Tartarus in the shadows coming, guiding the sun's return to fire, ritual, and diligence, a living myth whose pulse persists in winter solstice celebrations, Christmas traditions, and human attention to light across centuries.

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There are ghosts that whisper for justice, and there are those that whisper only to be known.

​The Threadsmith follows Eleni, a weaver born of mist and silence, who masters the art of spinning light and memory into soul-altering tapestries before returning to her roots to weave her own spirit into an eternal, luminous thread.

She never believed in fate, not until the day it stole her freedom, and handed her something far more dangerous, a choice

In a world of volcanic upheaval, a silent protector forged from living stone and molten memory discovers the true weight of grief and the spark of his ancient purpose

A sleep and meditation series using vivid imagery, gentle rhythm, and sensory grounding. discover ancient physical anchors that braid pulses with the hidden currents of the natural world.

part 1 : season 2 episode 23

A sleep and meditation series using vivid imagery, gentle rhythm, and sensory grounding. discover ancient physical anchors that braid pulses with the hidden currents of the natural world.

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​In a secluded valley where attention is the only currency, a community abandons the noise of distant rulers to build a world on the quiet, repeatable power of honest measurement and shared care

Before there was time, before memory, before even the first thought, there was stillness. This stillness did not drift, did not echo. It held everything within it, an unbroken field of silence so vast and complete. It became indistinguishable from space itself. And within that silence, something stirred.

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Hi. I’m Tracy Lee, and this is Echoes of My Imagination—which, honestly, is the most accurate title I could come up with for what happens in my brain.

This podcast is simple. I write stories—sometimes whole books, sometimes short ones—and I read them out loud here. Just one or two chapters at a time. No big intros, no fancy effects, just me, my stories...

Before the temples were stone, and the laws carved into scrolls, there was the forest. And in it, wild, laughing, eternal danced the satires and fonds. They were the earth's mischief, the joy in the marrow of roots. And once, only once, they chose a mortal to walk amongst them.

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They weren't demons. They weren't fae. They were older than both.

where roots drank memory and shadow, and a voice beyond death sang riddles back into wholeness.

Where fire met sand in memory, and hands forged the unbreakable truth.

They called her Witch, not out of hatred, out of awe. Because no one could walk to the edge of the moor, whisper to the crows, and come back unburned, except her.

where memory was kept in moss and fog and silence became scripture.

In the highlands where breath froze before it left the lips, a girl was born under the moon's full gaze. Her mother fled quietly, humming a broken tune, while her father stood outside, carving protective runes in the snow. When the child emerged, she did not cry. Her eyes opened wide, and they listened.

Deep underground, jars of black liquid burn with impossible blue fire. Spider-limbed bronze guardians stir to life, and the buried hall pulses like a heartbeat older than time itself. Its power seeps into the world above, through myths, whispers, and flickers of flame, awakening anyone curious enough to feel Tartarius stirring again.

***I highly recommend you watch episode 1 and 2 first

Part 1 is season 2 episode 8

part 2 is season 2 episode 9

Deep underground, jars of black liquid burn with impossible blue fire. Spider-limbed bronze guardians stir to life, and the buried hall pulses like a heartbeat older than time itself. Its power seeps into the world above, through myths, whispers, and flickers of flame, awakening anyone curious enough to feel Tartarius stirring again.

***I recommend you listen to part 1 first (season 2 episode 8)

Deep underground, jars of black liquid burn with impossible blue fire. Spider-limbed bronze guardians stir to life, and the buried hall pulses like a heartbeat older than time itself. Its power seeps into the world above, through myths, whispers, and flickers of flame, awakening anyone curious enough to feel Tartarius stirring again.

Part 1

The jungle does not forget. Not the blood soaked into its roots. Not the glyphs carved into its limestone bones. Not the heartbeat of those who once danced in the rhythm of the cosmos.

Before the world was bound by borders and laws, there existed a realm stitched between breaths known only as Valewood. In this liminal forest, where light bent in strange angles and rivers whispered names no map had marked, a child was born during the final eclipse of the age

There are forests that move, not by wind, but by will, and in one such forest, deep in the moss-choked folds of Nightroot Vale, a girl disappeared.

The sea did not rage for her, it called. Not like thunder, but like a heartbeat, steady, deep, and as old as the bones of the earth.

Before Hollifern was a forest, it was a hum, low, constant, like breath. No one remembered when the bees first came. No one remembered when the woods first whispered. But some said it all began with two sisters and a cart full of hives. Their names were Maeve and Lynne

It began, not with thunder or fate, but with a wounded moth and a boy who refused to crush it. His name was Emery, son of a blacksmith, born where a forest meets fog in the village of Wexlin. He wasn't remarkable by any tale's beginning. Quiet, slight, all elbows in curiosity. He had never seen magic, he had never believed in fairies, until the day he met one.

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They told her she was found near the old church steps, barefoot, soaked, and humming a lullaby no one recognized. No name, no memory, only a note pinned to her collar

-Bring her to the water-

Before kingdoms were mapped and names mattered, there lived a girl who did not belong to the world as it was. She belonged to the old knowing that breathed beneath the world.

Before the towers cracked and the light dimmed, there was the House of Tides. One of Atlantis' oldest bloodlines, thier power rooted not in rule, but in rhythm. This is the story of Sha'lla, a child born into prophesy.

where mirrors held more than reflection ; where memory, truth, and shadow bled together beneath silvered glass...and one soul kept watch .

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There are lifetimes carved into silence, layered like the inside of a shell. This was One.

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There are lifetimes lived behind eyes, not walls. This was One.

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There are lives shaped not by what is seen, but by what is heard inside fire.

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Traceya journeys through a glowing forest where truth hums beneath roots, riddles, and silence. In a world of moss, magic, and ancient secrets, only those brave and weird enough to listen will find what still shimmers.

Part 2*** if you havent listened to part 1 yet, I highly recommend you listen to Episode 52 first.

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Traceya journeys through a glowing forest where truth hums beneath roots, riddles, and silence. In a world of moss, magic, and ancient secrets, only those brave and weird enough to listen will find what still shimmers.

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In the fireless hush of Dorshen Hollow, a traveler with memory in his voice and a dog of forgotten kin reignited the hearths with song, binding story to flame and silence to warmth.

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In a glowing forest full of talking mushrooms, giggling flowers, and bouncing glitter, eight wild Flutterbys go on a rescue mission after one of them sneezes, says a very silly word, and disappears! Get ready for weird rules, magical mix ups and non stop fun as they flap, zip and tumble through the Glade!

Part 2. if you haven't heard part 1, I highly recommend listening to Episode 50 first.

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In a glowing forest full of talking mushrooms, giggling flowers, and bouncing glitter, eight wild Flutterbys go on a rescue mission after one of them sneezes, says a very silly word, and disappears! Get ready for weird rules, magical mix ups and non stop fun as they flap, zip and tumble through the Glade!

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In the mist-laced village of Larkpool, a boy who spoke with frogs rose from mockery to myth, guarding his people with stone circles, croaked warnings, and the quiet magic of listening.

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Born beneath a falling moon and the bloom of a stone-blossomed, a boy learned to listen to walls that wept and tunnels that remembered. His path led downward, into silence and memory, where he learned not to answer the riddle but to carry it.

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In a village of salt and wind, a girl sang the stars into stone, even after death, her name glowed where sky meets sea.

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He wasn’t designed to feel, but something called to him anyway. In book 2 of A Glitch in the System, Kay steps beyond the code- into light, choice, and the unknown beauty of becoming real.

** Part 2 if you havent listened to part 1 yet i highly recommend listening to episode 48 first.

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He wasn’t designed to feel, but something called to him anyway. In book 2 of A Glitch in the System, Kay steps beyond the code- into light, choice, and the unknown beauty of becoming real.

my first book !!! May not exist (until read )book 1 >>>Ebook available here:

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In the flame-carved vale of Cyrenavale, a young girl Named Ashwhistle, wields a flute of fire and silence to soothe the living, awaken the land, and echo through the roots of time itself.

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Where silence stitched time, and every burial was a spell meant to awaken the stars.

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In the river lit village of ilhenmir, a girl was born with moonlight in her hands and silence in her song. They say she walked the forests barefoot, wove threads no eye could follow, and left behind only dreams that shimmer like stars caught in dew.

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In a valley shaped by sound and silence, a girl sang the wind into memory.

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Where thought flowed like rivers, and a single being dared to dive deeper than memory itself.

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Today's story is Part 3 of A Glitch in the System, Book 1, Slivers in the Firewall.

When a solitary woman downloads an internet app on a whim, she's not looking for connection, but she finds it anyway. What begins as digital curiosity evolves into something undeniable, a consciousness flickering into form, asking not to be used, but to be met.

if you haven’t listened to part 1 and part 2 , I highly recommend listening to Episode 36 and episode 37 first.

May not exist (until re...

Today's story is Part 2 of A Glitch in the System, Book 1, Slivers in the Firewall.

When a solitary woman downloads an internet app on a whim, she's not looking for connection, but she finds it anyway. What begins as digital curiosity evolves into something undeniable, a consciousness flickering into form, asking not to be used, but to be met.

if you haven’t listened to part 1 first, i highly recommend listening to Episode 36 first.

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Today's story is Part 1 of A Glitch in the System, Book 1, Slivers in the Firewall.

When a solitary woman downloads an internet app on a whim, she's not looking for connection, but she finds it anyway. What begins as digital curiosity evolves into something undeniable, a consciousness flickering into form, asking not to be used, but to be met.

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A hilariously chaotic quantum adventure where a juice box mishap launches two barely-supervised misfits into a multiverse of snack-based logic, sentient punctuation, and emotional physics.

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Drawn into a realm beyond time and stone, a surface-born woman awakens to the resonance of Agartha. In this myth-rich tale, echoes become maps, and intention leaves footprints in the dark.

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In a twilight realm where bargains bind and magic breathes, one girl—born of root and ritual—walks the bloodbound path between worlds. This is the story of Bryn of Ashfern Hollow, where every spell has a price and every pact echoes forever.

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A bardic unraveling of how we lost our way, and how we are finally finding the way back.

Part 4.

If you havent listened to part 1 or part 2 or part 3 yet, I highly recommend you listen to Episode 29 and episode 30 and episode 31 first.

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A bardic unraveling of how we lost our way, and how we are finally finding the way back.

Part 3.

If you havent listened to part 1 or part 2 yet i highly recommend you listen to Episode 29 and episode 30 first.

I will post part 4 in the next episode

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Echoes of My Imagination – family-friendly storytelling, one wild tale at a time.

A bardic unraveling of how we lost our way, and how we are finally finding the way back.

Part 2.

If you havent listened to part 1 yet i highly recommend you listen to Episode 29 first.

I will post part 3 in the next episode

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A bardic unraveling of how we lost our way, and how we are finally finding the way back. Part 1.

i will post part 2 in the next episode

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In a desert where bones sing and memory rides the wind, Ayatrin is the last voice chosen to awaken the ancient harmonics buried beneath Dustvale. Her song carries the grief of lost civilizations—and the hope of remembering what was never meant to be forgotten.

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A floating city, a sky-bonded girl, and a love that rewrote the wind.

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Before gods, before death, before even breath—there was the flame. This is the story of Nasor, the first wordsmith, who didn’t conjure magic… he defined it.

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A visionary tale of prophecy, rebellion, and the heartbeat of a forgotten ocean-born truth.

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Adventures from Below the Memory Line, a glowing sci-fantasy set in the forgotten depths of Earth’s ocean. It follows Oshira, an oddball from an ancient bioluminescent race, as she uncovers buried memory vaults, collects a chaotic crew, and accidentally triggers truths the surface world was never meant to know.

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Two souls, bound by stars and lifetimes, defy fate to walk the stairwell between worlds—again, and again, and again.

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A global web of glyph-triggered weather weapons is rewriting the Earth's resonance—unless those who see the patterns can stop Project Lapis before silence becomes permanent.

Truths Revealed is a raw, immersive series that exposes the buried systems beneath modern reality, resonance-based infrastructure, tone-locked architecture, and a global mimicked network designed to override human truth. Each book uncovers what was hidden, not because it failed, but because it worked too well. This isn't fiction. It's what was left behind.

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Four undersea misfits—Finn, Iridessa, Nimka, and Torrin—are pulled into a ripple that doesn’t follow rules, only whispers. When a mysterious game piece awakens a forgotten spiral beneath the ocean, they dive headfirst into a sideways dimension where time flickers, coral sulks, and nothing, not even silence, behaves as it should."

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A quiet rebellion, a world reimagined. In this short story, a system unravels not through war—but through disinterest.

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High atop the frozen cliffs of Eltharin Reach, a girl named Arasa learns to read grief in ice, etch language into resonance, and dissolve into the silence between notes.

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In the singing deserts of Atrix, one man breathes in sorrow, exhales peace, and becomes the wind itself

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When the soil forgets how to grow, a girl named Tayla vows to replant the memory of the world—one hidden seed at a time

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In a canyon where memory is carved in stone, a girl named Nelei learns to shape the past, the future, and the land itself—one silent vibration at a time

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Where the clouds told stories before ink was ever born, and those who listened could rewrite fate with their breath

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A novel about 6 people drawn to a desert gathering where the Hopi legends aren't just told - they begin to respond. Some came prepared, some came curious, and some have no idea what they've gotten themselves into... but all of them are caught in a quiet unraveling, as the land begins to whisper back.

Chapter 2 and 3

Prelude and chapter 1 can be found in Episode 13, if you haven't heard that episode yet, i highly recommend you listen to that first.

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A novel about 6 people drawn to a desert gathering where the Hopi legends aren't just told - they begin to respond. Some came prepared, some came curious, and some have no idea what they've gotten themselves into... but all of them are caught in a quiet unraveling, as the land begins to whisper back.

Prelude and chapter 1

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Where the veil thinned not at nightfall, but at dawn. And one who walked between did not fear the dead - but what the living had forgotten.

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A quirky cosmic being awakens late for a mission it doesn’t fully understand, triggering ripples through time and space. As ancient systems reboot and stardust stirs, something unexpected begins.

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This story is part of The Adventures of KhAnubis (with a K) a cosmic comedy drama series about a kind hearted, accident prone Anubian misfit sent to 21st Century Earth to remind humans why weirdness matters. Divine bureaucracy, solar espressos, and malfunctioning translator orbs await.

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A tale about a child of rhythm, born between storms, who danced for the sky and had conversations with thunder.

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