 | Concepts | Nether Butterfly’s Pondering |
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| Story | A handcrafted silver ring — if you hold it to your ear, you can hear the sound of melting snow. In Aidonia, the departed seal ice and snow into a ring before their final journey, offering it to the living as a token to walk the rest of the path in their stead. “When the ice melts and the snow fades, the flowers will bloom, and you will find me.” |
As I said, but nobody listened to me as usual.