Gazing Raptors: Untold Melodies
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  • Reads 140
  • Votes 7
  • Parts 22
  • Time 1h 56m
Ongoing, First published Jun 10, 2023
Mature
In the ethereal realm of folklore, whispers resonate about the majestic raptors, renowned for their lethal claws and penetrating, beady eyes. Yet, have you ever dared to immerse yourself in the essence of these tales, to perceive them through the very eyes of these awe-inspiring creatures? No? Alas, dear reader, you have missed a grand tapestry of wonders.

But fret not, for within these words lies a narrative that shall transport you. Open your heart and heed my words, for this shall be the odyssey of a lifetime, a symphony of tales that shall etch its melody deep within your soul.
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