Shadow Wraith Serenade 3:3

Listen carefully, traveler, for the whispers of the forgotten melodies that echo through the halls of Shadow Wraith Serenade. A symphony of sorrow, a dirge of longing, a requiem of regret.

But fear not, for in the depths of this haunted opera house, a lone soprano still holds the stage. Her voice, a haunting blend of the living and the dead, weaves a sonic tapestry of sorrow and beauty.

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